You're all a bunch of assholes You know you don't got the guts to be where you wanna be Fabolous, he doesn't have problem He tells the truth That's what it's all That's what we work so for fabolous? So they can point fuckin' fingers And me the fuckin' bad guy?
I I'm the bad guy The fingers is Nigga, I don't go in no without bringin' my joint in They be fellas why It's cause the is watchin' With an ear, jealous eye You how William H Bonnie's rockin' I keep the home selling two way contact like Cochran Be the same dudes, testing your In them hospitals, like patients, confessing to agents
You smell me, you spray the Wesson like fragrance And you pay your way out and arraignments playas been playin' foul And I learned my lesson with flagrants Nigga, how I live it ain't just entertainment I'm what they been to do, not do I'm the kid, been lyin' to you You need people me I'm so F A B O L O U S Yeah, the bad guy
You people like me So you can point your fuckin' And say "That's the bad guy" So, what make you?
Bitches all they gotta do is say the child is yours Quit job and live off the child support How could you there, smile in court I'ma just settle, fly back to Cayman Isle resorts You sign a pre-nup You catch me of 'it wasn't me' I'm say "Where you get a key from?" I love the way your switches But none of these bitches
Is worth me askin' my doctor why my itches If they see how the Rolls Royce All day I be emptyin' my and my whole voicemail I'll be to light the weed and pull it Now every wanna make me come faster than a speeding bullet But I ain't into coachin' birds like La Russa I done had the thickest chickens to the boniest Who have trouble gettin' the kid like me to Ma you'll never see a bad guy me again, for real
So say goodnight to the bad guy, on It's the last time you're gonna hear a bad guy like this guy now You better make way, a bad guy coming through
on What type of bad guy give fellas death, females I makin' my business, my won't have to retail drugs I get threats over the two way email thugs I ride with ratchets, clips the C.L rugs Think I'm liking Wrong 'Cause even if I get My money won't let me stay for wrong Case dismissed, the D.A even the song Right back to the P's, latest of Michael's shoes on
When you holla in the club it's But don't change the fool And start askin' if I remember you from school You know I done heard dozens, of these buzzin' Talking 'bout I used to with they third cousin FYI, stay the fuck from me You good guys who hear stuck or clown me I don't care what other do But if you think I'm for savin' you Say to the bad guy
said to us Now maybe you can buy One of them first tickets to the Resurrection