Lyrics:
Frankly, I'm disappointed, I'm appalled
And brother I am unbelievably hurt by the fact
That you have morphed into something to me, that's not real
się w jagnięta
Myślą, że jest bad boy, ale ego jego legło razem z techniczną przerwą jego banku
Nie mam hajsu, więc nie dzwoń
Puszczam wodę i odpalam
said what's new?
Think you can play me I’m the one who knows
Playing by the rules so unconventional
I win you lose, why you look confused?
I’m not
and a hundred clips
Farid Bang, Farid Bang
Farid Bang, ich bin Sohn dieser Straßen, Düsseldorf (I'm a bad boy)
Thirty-two shots in the clip, hollow tips in
can go that away
This is how I get away with murder ask Anna Mae, by killing beats
Such a rude boy, as an artist, shit I ain't ate in weeks like
feeling that I feel
(and it's a bliss)
but now I keep wondering about
how you're feeling about me boy
reality is that we broke apart
and I still remain
Dare me, dare me, double dare me,
Dare me, dare me, double
My head says stop
He's a bad boy, too,
He plays guitar
And he's got tattoos,
He drives
got that Chicano gangster flow
Fuck the rest holmes, I'm Bad like Mike
Potent like twenty kilos of un-cut light
[Chorus]
I got your barrio dope, got
and take him to the tracks
We'd bet all of it on the horse with a broke back
We'd watch it win while all the stallions came in last.
Oh, boy, you see
Your
eye low
Dun know, dun know
Come through like what is it on tho?
Dun know, dun know
So think first before you try me
Been a bad boy from I left primary
Class Wreckin Cru
I'm still at it
After-mathematics
In the home of drive-by's and ak-matics
Swap meets, sticky green, and bad traffic
I dip through then I
bitch feelin that E
[Chorus]
[Proof]
Sippin the Moet Rose mixed with pu-ssy
Puffin the loosey, our frames by Gucci
She wanna roll with me cause I
to go bad, and niggaz want to turn around
So now I'm walking around, strapped with a frown
Move around, bitch it's fin to go down
It ain't gon be no
(chorus 2x's)
Now I can't believe why would she do me like that
Got me in the front with baby boys in the back
All on tv saying this and that
'cause I'm the fucking kissing bandit and my dick is priceless
I might be your foe, I might be your boy
I know I fucked your ho and I brought her much
got that Chicano gangster flow
Fuck the rest holmes, I'm Bad like Mike
Potent like twenty kilos of un-cut light
[Chorus]
I got your barrio dope, got
rockin it
Now, goin' one-by-one
Individually we'll rhyme to expand the fun
So clear yourself from the launchin pad as we blast off
We'll begin with
done right
Shades put on
In black midnight
Down town cool
And up town talk
Bad boy look
And magic walk
Don't go figure
It's not about hip
You won't get
will disconnect
Your fuckin` head of your shoulder
When the dread come below the
bombastic, pullin` bad chips from his hoster
Natural addict with
Scene one
Curtain up
See the couple, coffee shop
Beatniks beating out beebop
Rainy day, skies are gray
But the couple feeling gay
Boy is
I feel so bad I got a worried mind
I'm so lonesome all the time
Since I left my baby behind on blue bayou
Saving nickels saving dimes
Working till
So you tryna get some attention by cussing and eating a fucking cockroach?
And Goblin, you get no props on it
It sucks so much I get blowjobs from it
Thoughts of the good times got me obsessed
Wasn't prepared for the day that you left
Depressed by the fact that my life is improving
Now is it complete if
mind is iller?
Sicker than I ever been with God is my witness
Still goin' for the prize so I'm bound to win it
I don't do a lot of talkin' boy I'd rather
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