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matt de lereaux - hot boy 2000 (bad) lyrics

[intro]
this one here’s live from the f-ckin’ southside
we think it’s about time
ladies and gentlemen
reaux has something you should know

[verse 1]
my momma told me even j christ have flaws
“if he’s a god, you’re a king”
boy believe me….
knew from the start you do big things”
now she seein’ me
19 years old really tryna, ball
playing it off like “fames aight”
he went from countin’ change to “changed yall life”
spring came, i do anything i like
ain’t n0body f-cking with the prince of the heat
i’m so out your league
i told jd i think i’m the greatest of all time
was i right?
he said “god d-mn, talkin’ like that
i hope you sing harder than all my favorite rappers rap”
and rap a lil harder than all them other n-ggas sang
i replied sayin’ one thing

[hook]
im bad
im bad
yea im bad talk my sh-t
can’t n0body check me im too direct
im so bad, stuntin’ like my grandaddy
when bein’ nice gets you last
i don’t give a d-mn
i’ll be bad

[verse 2]
my confidence may startle a n-gga
confidants never part wit a n-gga
conversatin’ constantly on how we boutta make a star out ya n-gga
like constellations, concrete ain’t even hard as a n-gga
you subpar to a n-gga, and subsequently never part of a n-gga
reality, reluctantly you chumps agreed that y’all been proud of a n-gga
i know you never really doubted my n-gga
either get with me or get out my way
i’ll knock you down ‘09 kanye
do you think i give a f-ck bout what a blog gone say?
wit all this ether? always roamin’
they don’t know when to call or see him
always treated, somethin’ like a star cause he been
quality, since you n-ggas was toddler t–thin’
boy you can’t bite if i call it flattery
sayin’ that you stunt but you can’t like me
i keep a street smart chick around me
i ain’t tryna talk no sense into a dime
lose the 1 you’re rollin with if he’s, a 0
baby that’s just being redundant
pastor screamin’ blashpemy
i taught the preacher’s wifey how to speak in tongues
trust me i’m bad to the bone (bad to the bone)
and when you talk about my style
don’t be fabricating, “n-ggas be flexing but don’t let n0body fabricate or fabric hate on yall you feel me
you must really think you’re rad
you’ll still get eradicated
“de leraux you blowin up”
f-ck you thought it was
boy im goin hard in the paint, no erotica
rip mike jack, y’all i ain’t makin no threats but
come try me and my set
thats one thing you’ll regret

[hook]
im bad
im bad
yeah i’m bad
talk my sh-t
can’t n0body check me, im too direct
im so bad, stuntin like my grandaddy
when bein’ nice get you last i dont give a d-mn i’ll be bad

[outro]
come try me and my set, “flexed up. flexed. up. flexed up!”
thats one thing youll regret
come try me and my set
thats one thing youll regret

- matt de lereaux lyrics

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