lil flex - bad ass lyrics
uuggghhhh bad -ss lil’ boy…
[chorus: x4]
he’s a bad -ss, bad -ss lil’ boy
throwed young playa slangin candy red toy
he’s a bad -ss, bad -ss lil’ boy
throwed young playa slangin candy red toy
he’s a bad -ss, bad -ss lil’ boy
throwed young playa slangin candy red toy
he’s a bad -ss, bad -ss lil’ boy
throwed young playa slangin candy red toy
[lil’ flex]
ha ha aint n-body bad as me man
i’ma bad -ss lil’ boy ha ha
[verse one: lil’ flex]
post it up on the corner wit mo’cheese then ritz
eatin scrambled eggs and grits watchin hoes do splits
fly b-tch wit t-ts try to fit in my mix
sh-t you think i’m bad now you shoulda seen me at 6
at the age 11 i was breakin into houses
stealin games, pocket change, stickin d-ck in yo spouses
sellin crack, smokin sacks on a day ta day basis
about failed junior high and got kicked out of hastings
serve places on the cool i’ma god d-mn fool
inquiring minds why you treat me so cruel
cause i’m bad to the bone i act young but i’m grown
18 wit my own home i’m the king on the throne
me and phee blowin tree in the back of the lobby
3 strikes, 2 -ssaults, and a 3rd degree robbery
you heard what they said i’ma bad -ss boy
south west houston, texas you gotta feel that boy
[chorus: x4]
[verse two: lil’ flex]
i walk the halls like malls i role cigars like stars
when the bell ring for lunch i return to my car -beep beep-
go my pager 911 must be major
check my wallet for a condom that’s my b-tch maybe later
should i go and smash her stuff or shoot some hoops at the gym
(go report to the princ-p-ls office) that wasnt me that was him
all lunches i’m there shiny pieces that glare
ny shoes be nike air (i gotta get me a pair)
positioned boppers by lockers
just cant keep comin wit dem choppers i rip my dockers
lhey look gay huh but i’m young betty crocker
who’s bad? wit 2 pistols gotta mouth fulla crystal
runnin from the security guards while they’re blowin their whistle
skipped a week of detention and got 3 days suspension
referral read (failure to comply flex would not pay attention)
a lotta people say i’m good but i look very sneaky
come here lil’ girl you seem like da type that’d be freaky
[chorus: x4]
[verse three: cookie]
oh girl look at him he’s a bad -ss boy
watch him slang in the lane wit his candy red toy
i bet you’ve never seen a throwed young playa like him
when we together we like biggie and that girl lil’ kim
for every bad -ss boy there’s a bad -ss girl
hop in and let me take you on a trip to my world
my name is cookie i’ve never been a rookie
remember back in school me and flex shootin hookie
[verse four:lil’ james]
ugh oh, think fast here come lil’ james bad -ss (ah sh-t)
smashin da gas, smokin gr-ss, playin on da dreamcast
playin music to confuse but dont choose to blow my fuse
unless you want some bad news cause i refuse to loose
when, i make my own rules i’m grabbin my tools
wreckin crews with no clues i’ma fool on the cool
they stay on the mash quick to tip right past
leave a splash, break em off showin nuttin but -ss
i’m a bad -ss n-gg- thats why they call me big tetta
that’s why i’m shakin up every puck cause my benz is better
man! i’m slidin past as i go
sippin on 40’s, women tarin off my clothes
man! lil’ flex, why they wanna plex?
standin on the corner and holdin two t-ts
bad-ss, bad -ss lil’ boy
bad-ss, bad -ss lil’ boy
bad-ss, bad -ss lil’ boy
who’s bad?
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