too bad, your too rude, your too bad, your too rude, Bad boys,bad boys whatcha gonna do whatcha gonna do? When they come for you?Bad boys bad boys whatcha
we talkin' about 'More times You don't even know what 'More times' means 'More times we rocker fresher', 'More times we come correct' More times y'all think it's the hot
Ah, dirrty, filthy Nasty oh, you nasty, yeah Too dirrty to clean my act up If you ain't dirrty, you ain't here to party Ladies move , gentlemen move Somebody
the roof and crush this bitch Sing it niggas, lalalalalalalalalala, ye ain't got money like this Lalalalalalalalalala, paper plates on a brand new six Lalalalalalalalalala, I just taught my young boys
'round my head, too tough to die Rainy days, rain cool wine I'll scratch your back if you scratch mine Hot sweat on my face I feel like goin' out someplace Too tough to die, too tough to die Too
Taking is too easy, but that's the way it is. Hey! ["Flagpole Sitta" by Harvey Danger] I'm not sick, but I'm not well. And I'm so hot, 'cause I'm
Too hot to handle, too cold to hold They're called the Ghost busters and they're in control Had 'em throwin' a party for a bunch of children While all
' with broad boys and never get used Just help, just throw in a few more diablos Nigga, Flesh Bone so chill I'm feelin' it hump through my body, feelin' hot
over (Over) You can roll (You can roll) You can get rolled over My nigga we the frontline warriors Whoever wanna bring the noise, talkin' 'bout me and my boys
nigga on the ground screamin, "Respect!" [Thin C] Nigga you bound to get a hot one popped at ya Froze from your head to toe like the Rocky statue Too
Better they hit like the shit from rap-a-lot So pack that glock or ak stops your clock, my straps get hot Even though it's hot it ain't hot enough to
it, paper chasin' on this bacon I'm makin' All that plottin' and that fakin', got you dancin' wit' Satan See you hatin' on a playa, way too major for
up and let 'em rip, nothing new to a G Hey, I ain't worried about these niggas till they shoot at me My partner died, daughter too, your excuses to me
up and let em rip, nothing new to a G Hey, I ain't worried about these niggas, till they shoot at me My partner died, daughter too, your excuses to me
and let it rip, ain't nothing new to a G Hey I ain't worried about these niggas till they shooting at me My partner died, daughter too, give excuses to
as hell i cant control it cant you tell baby she was 36 24 40 centerfold stallion uh life of the party all eyes on her and that goes for me too five
piranha, it's like the movie jaws again Leave a n-gga barbershop, chop his top, head gone Too fly, three strong, nick name, gold bones What the f-ck you boys
a circle, in a circle Swang out, hang out, bang out Show these motherfuckers right where you from Coolest of the cool, I'm the goddamn man Heater so hot