All I hear is Bad Boy this and Bad Boy that (But you fuckin' wit the wildest nigga) This Bad Boy will beat you down wit a baseball bat (That chain,
Перевод: Da Band. Bad Boy Bad Boy Это что.
Bad Boy this and Bad Boy that, Bad Boy will beat you down wit a baseball bat [Ness] Imma changed man since I made the band Nobody - gave a damn, no-one
remix) bitch thats the barack section chorus x2 (we gettin bad boy money) Ron browz verse catch me in da coop that cost a hundred thous, hakala shikmina
, yea, yea just pass the Courvoisier Yea, pass me that Louie that motherfuckin' that that iron groove Nineteen vintage motherfuckin' medievil Ow, bitch, yea, just pass the Courvoisier That, that shit make That
is where I come from Pass that bubble thrax and put this bean on your tongue Now everything was gravy 'til your bitch came in 'Bout the same time that that
blue jean inside, white wit blue top, like the yankees when i come past Home run, that boy out the park, bases loaded, world series, that boy hustle
, I'll tell you this You know for only thirteen, she got some big tits After that, your dad will try to jump again And only this time, I'd put the forty
your kinky ear Bitches they stare, 'cause I'm wild cock diesel Boy, hopin' that I recognize they girls in this song Bodda boom bodda bing bodda bing da
talkin bout a whole lot of nuttin You drop me on saturday i sold out on sunday Fuck is da arguin bout Nigga da carter out This is what i call da drought
back Bad Boy empire is where the fires at I got the Sean John truck with the tires to match The whole hood on fire the wires tapped Okay this part of
Da Band y'all niggaz ain't fucking with us Don't make me have to spend that bend and do a pull up Reach for that 10 that have you duckin' them bullets
Uh, this that sexy right here Da Band, baby Bad Boy Too hot for TV, yeah I like your style, boy I really need to know, do you wanna chill with me? We
in that box is the D-word In that house by the lake wit the yacht is the Keyword Fuck it, if he work and she work Da Band We work on P.D.'s nerves Man
t know about all that) Aka America's Perfect Gentleman, the talented Mr. Bentley (Bentley!) Cheers to me, the honorary seventh member of the band (Alright
be here [Babs] Big up Mysterious baby [Ness] Holla at cha' boy [Babs] Big up Walter, big up Jonessa [Fred] Alright, ya'll are in this motherfucker, wit Da Band, tryin' to keep this
me hit da brother (Ali) Aw, Reverand (Nelly) That's what I'm talkin bout Is saw a few ballas come in earlier, they still herre? (Ali) Yeah, that's jury
nigga seen from that east row of that forest now and im just tryna get my penis im like toly brown ok that engine make a holy sound take 20s that walk