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Bad Boy,
We the last check the records
Check the
Da Band, the next generation of bad motherfucker, on

Yo, I'm and I'm hittin' 'em hard
don't sag, I don't need no push-up bra
Bitch you mad, Babs got a new car
Drop top in the hood, I'm the superstar
Breathe, pop bottles and up weed
Bab's strong arm bitches, I'm Hercules
You got a problem, come see the girl, I'll
Big belly we starve 'em

in the hood, we rob 'em, whenever they flossin'
Better tuck in ya chain and keep on walkin'
You a thug, why you on talkin', let's get it crackin'
Get a bitch stomped out in the club, I make it
I got this, done let me out
Hot chick, spit sick when I open my

All I is Bad Boy this and Bad Boy that
(My year, now so you betta leave)
This Bad Boy will beat you down, wit a bat
(Me and my people and we rollin' six deep)

I'ma changed man, since I made the
Nobody, gave a damn, no one gave a
Made man, the band, wave ya hands
Rocks in the watch, I I'm 'bout to blaze the band
Elliot Ness, you know I'm to save the land
Don't try to lie and say the liquor is made you ran
Go somewhere, and be a maintenance man, a
Dog don't blame me, ya manager

ya hands out my pockets nigga
Franchise I play for the Rockets nigga
Shot Ya', 'Biggie Smalls', Tupac ya nigga
'Ready to Die', Eyes' on the project nigga
You stocky, I put somethin' in ya niggaz
I can't help it, I'm a violent nigga,

All I hear is Bad Boy this and Bad Boy
(But you fuckin' wit the nigga)
This Bad Boy will you down wit a baseball bat
(That chain, fugazy, you ain't nigga)

he go, hoppin' out the G5 Wagon
G-coated, Ree's, Baud's and swaggin'
Runnin' on ya bitch, ya boy's a pimp
I need a bitch wit no type of sense, that about it
If you bout it then it up
Got that fire and you ready to light it, tote it up
Now that's gangsta, don't make me ya
You, run in that water now ya life is in

wit the underworld, that keep bangers
Niggas that be off that frail, them beef
Picture a tryin' to carry me
It won't happen, I won't let you niggaz me
I'ma stay thugged out till they me
When they do, I can't wait to see B

All I is Bad Boy this and Bad Boy that
(I'ma Dirty nigga from the dirty streets)
Bad Boy will beat you down wit a baseball bat
(Get crunk, get buck, get the off ya feet)

Best these dudes ain't never kill nuthin'
I'm Fred, you want him dead, put some in his coffin
Lord me, but these niggaz is playin' wit the boss man
You don't wanna get in the trunk, you gettin' in
I'm the type you squeeze tight, and you bring cousin'
Man homeboy y'all man

Man I got it all planned, fathered the game
I'm 'Bad', but not a 'Boy', I got a of his name
And homie, I see you slippin', then it's off wit ya
Yo head, harder wood then I'm sawin' yo brain
A Don, I mean I say, and I say what I mean
I eat, shit, and sleep yeah, I lay wit them
Bad Boy wit Universal, so don't play wit the

Bad Boy, so don't wit the team
Bad Boy, so play wit the team
Bad Boy, so don't wit the team

Da Band, Da Band, Da Band,
Fire, fire, Too Hot For T.V.
Too hot to hold in the headphones this
Too hot to to cold to fold, come on, and now
Give my man Diddy the throne, and play wit the king
I'm baby, Miami, Choppa City, Babs, Sara, Dylan, Ness
Fire, yeah, and we won't
Da Band, fire,