But it's mine to use Raised on the streets I know To get what you want You gotta take control I'm on the run, bad boys I'm on the loose, bad boys
Превод: Голямата Бяла. Bad Boys.
looking out there! I like the way you looking out there! Don't stop.. and another one, and another one Bad Boys 2, the Saga Continues! We won't stop,
I run like Marion Barber You haters on the sidelines And I be a starter Going bad on you kids like I'm Reginae Carter That's my little sister if you boys
, I gotcha doin' the white thangs okay A fifth of Beam when you celebrate (That's white thangs) I'll be fine, didn't hesitate (That's white thangs)
in the holster my code names Daryl Ride off in the sunset Stark in the barrel My boots on my horse named White Boy John Rock the side of that bitch great
red and blue lights to get the green But whoever got that white is winning like Charlie Sheen [Verse 2 - T-Pain] Teddy Pain, Teddy Pain, bad man, bad
whit beard and a great big smile A bright red hat you can see for a mile A bag full of goodies and a great big grin Hear comes Santa Claus again"
whit beard and a great big smile, A bright red hat you can see for a mile, A bag full of goodies and a great big grin, Hear comes santa claus again.
Baby, I ignite the fire. I am Michael, Michael Myers; leave your body in the dryer. Got the shotty on the side of me. My bad boys follow me. Im a bad
blocks Cut up your great Dane, with charcoal out, leavin great flame You fuckin bastard, don't fuck with me, you gettin blasted Niggaz get fucked up, you black niggaz are actin white
Least now I know It's no big t'ing No big t'ing Time for these boot heels to be wanderin' Towards those burnin' sands A genetical testimony That white boys
have all our heroes gone what's come over our great land America is still my home sweet home but where have all our heroes gone I saw a group of boys
Step like a don through the city, Deck bonds I get my hands dirty, Nikes scuffed, sweat pouring Still I stay fresh with the fly white linen Duece times
me Thinking I'm all Hollywood like Spike Lee Thinking I'ma steal you and fuck up your white T When I catch you in your jaw I'ma fuck up your white teeth
Alright coming up now another request This time from the boys down at Anna's Pizza Paradise A new arrangement of a great oldie in rhythm and blues In
that Scott Hit them friends before they quickly stop Boys in the mill talkin' 'bout they on top 8 months later, all them boys flop Like it or not, I