Bad Boy's Da Band - Bad Boy This, Bad Boy That Lyrics

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Bad boy baby

We the last standin' check the records

Check the score

Da band the next generation of bad motherfucker come on

Yo i'm back and i'm hittin' 'em hard

Tits don't sag i don't need no push-up bra

Bitch you mad babs got a brand new car

Drop top in the hood i'm the ghetto superstar

Breathe pop bottles and roll up weed

Bab's strong arm bitches like i'm hercules

You got a problem come see the girl i'll solve'em

Big belly bitches we starve 'em

Niggas in the hood we rob 'em whenever they flossin'

Better tuck in ya chain bitch and keep on walkin'

You a thug why you keep on talkin' let's get it crackin'

Get a bitch stomped out in the club i make it happen

I got this diddy done let me out

Hot chick spit sick when i open my mouth

All i hear is bad boy this and bad boy that

(my year now so you girls betta leave)

This bad boy will beat you down wit a baseball bat

(me and my people comin' and we rollin' six deep)

I'ma changed man since i made the band

Nobody gave a damn no one gave a hand

Made man made the band wave ya hands

Rocks in the watch i think i'm 'bout to blaze the band

Elliot ness you know i'm here to save the land

Don't try to lie and say the liquor is what made you ran

Go somewhere and be a maintenance man a janitor

Dog don't blame me blame ya manager

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Keep ya hands out my pockets nigga

Franchise like i play for the rockets nigga

'who shot ya' 'biggie smalls' tupac ya nigga

'ready to die' 'all eyes' on the project nigga

You stocky i put somethin' in ya biceps niggaz

I can't help it i'm a violent nigga silence

All i hear is bad boy this and bad boy that

(but you fuckin' wit the wildest nigga)

This bad boy will beat you down wit a baseball bat

(that chain fugazy you ain't stylin' nigga)

There he go hoppin' out the g5 wagon

G-coated ree's baud's and tee's swaggin'

Runnin' game on ya bitch ya boy's a pimp

I need a bitch wit no type of common sense that about it

If you bout it then throw it up

Got that fire and you ready to light it then tote it up

Now that's gangsta don't make me spank ya

You run in that water now ya life is in danger

Ride wit the underworld that keep bangers

Niggas that be off that frail them beef bringers

Picture a nigga tryin' to carry me

It won't happen i won't let you niggaz worry me

I'ma stay thugged out till they bury me

When they do i can't wait to see barry b

All i hear is bad boy this and bad boy that

(i'ma dirty south nigga from the dirty streets)

Bad boy will beat you down wit a baseball bat because

(get crunk get buck get the fuck off ya feet)

Best believe these dudes ain't never kill nuthin'

I'm fred you want him dead put some bullets in his coffin

Lord forgive me but these niggaz is playin' wit the boss man

You don't wanna get in the trunk you gettin' tossed in

I'm the type you squeeze tight and you bring your cousin'

Man homeboy that's y'all man

Man i got it all planned diddy fathered the game

I'm 'bad' but not a 'boy' i got a part of his name

And homie i see you slippin' then it's off wit ya chain

Yo head harder than wood then i'm sawin' yo brain

A don i mean what i say and i say what i mean

I eat shit and sleep yeah i lay wit them things

Bad boy wit universal so don't play wit the team

Bad boy so don't play wit the team

Bad boy so don't play wit the team

Bad boy so don't play wit the team

Da band da band da band 2003

Fire fire too hot for t.v.

Too hot to hold in the headphones this time

Too hot to hold to cold to fold come on and now

Give my man diddy the throne and don't play wit the king

I'm here baby miami choppa city babs sara dylan ness

Fire yeah and we won't stop

Da band fire yeah

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