blakksmyth – bad boy lyrics
[intro]
bad boys, whatcha want
whatcha want
whatcha gonna do
when sheriff john brown come for you
(radio static/police radio)
[hook – blakksmyth]
(bad boy)
45 on my hip (aye)
just might let that b-tch rip (aye)
if i talk to 5 i plead the 5th (skr, skr, skrrrr)
i’ma i’ma i’ma
(bad boy)
don’t get concerned with my sh-t (no)
crooked cops get you hit (no)
martin lawrence, will smith (no)
[verse 1 – blakksmyth]
my partna got caught selling dope
his woman don’t love him no more
told him that b-tch was a ho-bag
i put some change on his books
told him i’m bout to blow up
when he get out he be good
i even sent him a notepad
he in that b-tch writing hooks
i gotta cousin just did a bid
he was hitting l1cks in mississip
gave him 8 years for the sh-t
now that he out we gone do big
grandma told him keep his nose clean
keep the boogers out the sh-t
that’s exactly what he did
now he living like a king
he ain’t selling no work now
that sh-t there get you hurt now
cause i know n-ggas so crazy
they’ll f-ck around and burn your whole church down
gotta homie can’t name
got out feb 28
gotta walk around with walking papers
like he still belong to the state
n-gga you are just a
[hook – blakksmyth]
(bad boy)
45 on my hip (aye)
just might let that b-tch rip (aye)
if i talk to 5 i plead the 5th (skr, skr, skrrrr)
i’ma i’ma i’ma
(bad boy)
don’t get concerned with my sh-t (no)
crooked cops get you hit (no)
martin lawrence, will smith (no)
[verse 2 – b-tter]
riding away, i’m sparkin on jays
f-ckin it up like we gonna get paid
sauce on the beat i’m out riding my wave
my flow alone will spark a brigade
running the streets, f-ckin up beats
i came to beast all who compete
pull up on street get parked in ya seat
pardon my speech i’m smokin on cheech
like i knew chong know that i’m on
i out perform they don’t mean no harm
roasting on papers then p-ss them along
catching the vapors outlasting the song
burn one right now leave one for tomorr
i do not odom my name ain’t lamar
pull up on dayton’s hop out of the car
y’all cannot sink me you not up to par
hop out of planes they know who i are
need to snack up you can’t see me with bar
prolly the illest unnoticed thus far
speeding through highways i’m duckin the law
they ain’t gone catch me my mind is to gone
swear i been waiting too muh f-cking long
i’ll let it pop til the clip is no more
imma be dead if they see me unarmed
b-tch imma
[hook – blakksmyth]
(bad boy)
45 on my hip (aye)
just might let that b-tch rip (aye)
if i talk to 5 i plead the 5th (skr, skr, skrrrr)
i’ma i’ma i’ma
(bad boy)
don’t get concerned with my sh-t (no)
crooked cops get you hit (no)
martin lawrence, will smith (no)
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