You're all a bunch of fucking You know 'Cause you don't got the guts to be where you be Fabolous, he doesn't have problem He always the truth what it's all about? That's what we work so for fabolous? So they can point their fingers And call me the fuckin' bad
I I'm the bad guy The fingers is Nigga, I go in no clubs without bringin' my joint in be asking fellas why It's cause the is watchin' an envious ear, jealous eye You know how William H Bonnie's I keep the home selling two way contact like Cochran Be the dudes, testing your patience In them hospitals, like patients, confessing to agents
You smell me, you gotta spray the Wesson like And you pay your way out and arraignments These playas playin' foul And I done learned my lesson flagrants Nigga, this how I it ain't just entertainment I'm what they been to do, not do I'm the kid, they lyin' to you You need people me I'm so F A B O L O U S Yeah, the bad guy
You need people me So you can your fuckin' fingers And say "That's the bad guy" So, what they make
Bitches think all 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 them Isle resorts You better sign a You me instead of 'it wasn't me' I'm say "Where you get a key from?" I the way your butt switches But of these slut bitches
Is worth me askin' my why my nuts itches If they see how the Rolls Royce All day I be emptyin' my Inbox and my whole I'll be to light the weed and pull it Now every chick wanna make me faster than a speeding bullet But I into coachin' birds like Tony La Russa I done had the thickest chickens to the roosters Who trouble gettin' the kid like me to spend Ma you'll never see a bad guy like me again, for
So say to the bad guy, come on It's the last time you're gonna a bad guy flow like this guy now You better way, it's a bad guy coming through
on What of bad guy give fellas death, females hugs 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 under the C.L I'm liking you? Wrong 'Cause if I get locked My money won't let me unrighteous for wrong Case dismissed, the D.A even likin' the Right back to the P's, latest of Michael's shoes on
When you holla in the club cool But don't the subject fool And askin' if I remember you from public school You I done heard dozens, of these birds buzzin' Talking 'bout I used to fuck with they cousin FYI, the fuck from 'round me You good guys who hear Somebody stuck or me I care what other haters do But if you I'm loved for savin' you Say to the bad guy
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