Bad Boy's Da Band - Bad Boy This Bad Boy That (Album Version)歌词
下载《Bad Boy This Bad Boy That (Album Version)文本歌词》Bad boy baby,
Bad boy baby,
we the last standin check the records,
check the score.
Da Band, the next generation of Bad Boy, cmon
Im back and Im hittin em hard
breast dont sagg, I dont need no push-up bra
chick you mad, babs got a brand new car
pop bottles and roll up trees
Babs strong arm chicks like Im hercules
you got a problem, come see the girl, Ill solve em
big belly women we starve em
dudes in the hood, we rob em wheneva they flawcin
betta tuck in ya chain dude and keep on walkin
you a thug, why you keep on talkin lets get it crackin
get ya girl stomped ou in the club, I make it happen
I got this, Diddy done let me out
out chick, spit sick when I open my mouth (yeah)
my year now so you girls betta leave
me and my people comin and we rollin six deep
All I hear is Bad Boy this and Bad Boy that, Bad Boy will beat you down wit a baseball bat
Imma changed man since I made the band
nobody - gave a damn, no-one gave a hand
made man, made the band, wave ya hands
rocks in the watch, I think Im bout to blaze the band
Elliot Ness, you know Im here to save the land
dont try to lie and say the liquor is what made you ran (whooo)
go somewhere and be a maintnence man, a janitor
dogg dont blame me, blame ya manager
keep ya hands out my pockets boy
franchise like I play for the Rockets boy
who shot ya, Biggie Smalls, Tupac ya boy
Ready to Die, All Eyes on the project boy
you stocky - I put sumthin in ya biceps boy
I cant help it, Im a violent boy
a gee, who down wit his thousand boys
All I hear is Bad Boy this and Bad Boy that,
Bad Boy will beat you down wit a baseball bat
there he go, hoppin out the G-5 wagon
G-coated, rees, Bos and tees swaggin
runnin game on ya chick, ya boys a pimp
I need the ones wit no type of common sense (that about it)
if you bout it then throw it up
got that fire and you ready to light it then tote it up
now thats gangsta, dont make me spank ya
you - run in that water now ya life is in danger
ride wit the underworld, them key bangers
soldeir that be off that frail, them beef bringers
picture a clown tryin to carry me
it wont happen, I wont let you haters worry me
Imma stay thugged out till they bury me
when they do, I can;t wait to see buried B
Imma dirty south boy from the dirty steets
get krunk, get buck, get the hell off ya feet
All I hear is Bad Boy this and Bad Boy that,
Bad Boy will beat you down wit a baseball bat because...
Best believe these dudes aint never kill nuthin
Im Fred, you want his head, put a couple in his coffin
Lord forgive me, but these dudes is playin wit the boss man
you dont wanna get in the trunk, you gettin tossed in (come one man)
Im the type you squeeze tight, and you bring your cousin, man homeboy thats yall man
man I got it all planned, Diddy fathered the game
Im Bad, but not a boy, I got a part of his name
Bad boy baby,
we the last standin check the records,
check the score.
Da Band, the next generation of Bad Boy, cmon
Im back and Im hittin em hard
breast dont sagg, I dont need no push-up bra
chick you mad, babs got a brand new car
pop bottles and roll up trees
Babs strong arm chicks like Im hercules
you got a problem, come see the girl, Ill solve em
big belly women we starve em
dudes in the hood, we rob em wheneva they flawcin
betta tuck in ya chain dude and keep on walkin
you a thug, why you keep on talkin lets get it crackin
get ya girl stomped ou in the club, I make it happen
I got this, Diddy done let me out
out chick, spit sick when I open my mouth (yeah)
my year now so you girls betta leave
me and my people comin and we rollin six deep
All I hear is Bad Boy this and Bad Boy that, Bad Boy will beat you down wit a baseball bat
Imma changed man since I made the band
nobody - gave a damn, no-one gave a hand
made man, made the band, wave ya hands
rocks in the watch, I think Im bout to blaze the band
Elliot Ness, you know Im here to save the land
dont try to lie and say the liquor is what made you ran (whooo)
go somewhere and be a maintnence man, a janitor
dogg dont blame me, blame ya manager
keep ya hands out my pockets boy
franchise like I play for the Rockets boy
who shot ya, Biggie Smalls, Tupac ya boy
Ready to Die, All Eyes on the project boy
you stocky - I put sumthin in ya biceps boy
I cant help it, Im a violent boy
a gee, who down wit his thousand boys
All I hear is Bad Boy this and Bad Boy that,
Bad Boy will beat you down wit a baseball bat
there he go, hoppin out the G-5 wagon
G-coated, rees, Bos and tees swaggin
runnin game on ya chick, ya boys a pimp
I need the ones wit no type of common sense (that about it)
if you bout it then throw it up
got that fire and you ready to light it then tote it up
now thats gangsta, dont make me spank ya
you - run in that water now ya life is in danger
ride wit the underworld, them key bangers
soldeir that be off that frail, them beef bringers
picture a clown tryin to carry me
it wont happen, I wont let you haters worry me
Imma stay thugged out till they bury me
when they do, I can;t wait to see buried B
Imma dirty south boy from the dirty steets
get krunk, get buck, get the hell off ya feet
All I hear is Bad Boy this and Bad Boy that,
Bad Boy will beat you down wit a baseball bat because...
Best believe these dudes aint never kill nuthin
Im Fred, you want his head, put a couple in his coffin
Lord forgive me, but these dudes is playin wit the boss man
you dont wanna get in the trunk, you gettin tossed in (come one man)
Im the type you squeeze tight, and you bring your cousin, man homeboy thats yall man
man I got it all planned, Diddy fathered the game
Im Bad, but not a boy, I got a part of his name
Bad Boy This Bad Boy That (Album Version)LRC歌词
下载《Bad Boy This Bad Boy That (Album Version)LRC歌词》[ti:Bad Boy This & Bad Boy That] [ar:bad boys da band] [al:] [offset:500] [00:00.98][Puff] Bad boy baby, [00:02.30]we the last standin check the records, [00:05.17]check the score. [00:06.35]Da Band, the next generation of Bad Boy, cmon [00:09.13] [00:09.32][Babs] [00:09.65]Im back and Im hittin em hard [00:10.57]breast dont sagg, I dont need no push-up bra [00:13.38]chick you mad, babs got a brand new car [00:15.63]drop top in the hood, Im a ghetto superstar [breathe] [00:18.72]pop bottles and roll up trees [00:20.56]Babs strong arm chicks like Im hercules [00:22.86]you got a problem, come see the girl, Ill solve em [00:25.54]big belly women we starve em [00:27.53]dudes in the hood, we rob em wheneva they flawcin [00:30.23]betta tuck in ya chain dude and keep on walkin [00:32.47]you a thug, why you keep on talkin lets get it crackin [00:34.97]get ya girl stomped ou in the club, I make it happen [00:37.41]I got this, Diddy done let me out [00:39.69]out chick, spit sick when I open my mouth (yeah) [00:42.31]my year now so you girls betta leave [00:44.46]me and my people comin and we rollin six deep [00:46.37] [00:46.66][chorus (Ness):] [00:47.24]All I hear is Bad Boy this and Bad Boy that, Bad Boy will beat you down wit a baseball bat [00:47.80] [00:48.96][Ness] [00:49.25]Imma changed man since I made the band [00:50.38]nobody - gave a damn, no-one gave a hand [00:51.66]made man, made the band, wave ya hands [00:54.26]rocks in the watch, I think Im bout to blaze the band [00:56.39]Elliot Ness, you know Im here to save the land [00:58.68]dont try to lie and say the liquor is what made you ran (whooo) [01:01.30]go somewhere and be a maintnence man, a janitor [01:04.01]dogg dont blame me, blame ya manager [01:06.26]keep ya hands out my pockets boy [01:08.35]franchise like I play for the Rockets boy [01:10.58]who shot ya, Biggie Smalls, Tupac ya boy [01:13.18]Ready to Die, All Eyes on the project boy [01:15.56]you stocky - I put sumthin in ya biceps boy [01:17.91]I cant help it, Im a violent boy [01:20.18]a gee, who down wit his thousand boys [01:21.09] [01:22.05][Chorus (Chopper):] [01:22.70]All I hear is Bad Boy this and Bad Boy that, [01:23.59]Bad Boy will beat you down wit a baseball bat [01:25.18] [01:25.45][Chopper] [01:25.83]there he go, hoppin out the G-5 wagon [01:27.56]G-coated, rees, Bos and tees swaggin [01:29.91]runnin game on ya chick, ya boys a pimp [01:32.42]I need the ones wit no type of common sense (that about it) [01:34.90]if you bout it then throw it up [01:37.05]got that fire and you ready to light it then tote it up [01:39.39]now thats gangsta, dont make me spank ya [01:42.07]you - run in that water now ya life is in danger [01:44.38]ride wit the underworld, them key bangers [01:46.70]soldeir that be off that frail, them beef bringers [01:49.16]picture a clown tryin to carry me [01:51.25]it wont happen, I wont let you haters worry me [01:53.67]Imma stay thugged out till they bury me [01:56.00]when they do, I can;t wait to see buried B [01:58.30]Imma dirty south boy from the dirty steets [02:00.92]get krunk, get buck, get the hell off ya feet [02:02.66] [02:02.97][Chorus (Fred):] [02:03.26]All I hear is Bad Boy this and Bad Boy that, [02:03.57]Bad Boy will beat you down wit a baseball bat because... [02:03.99] [02:04.29][Fred] [02:04.61]Best believe these dudes aint never kill nuthin [02:06.05]Im Fred, you want his head, put a couple in his coffin [02:08.27]Lord forgive me, but these dudes is playin wit the boss man [02:10.59]you dont wanna get in the trunk, you gettin tossed in (come one man) [02:13.26]Im the type you squeeze tight, and you bring your cousin, man homeboy thats yall man [02:15.85]man I got it all planned, Diddy fathered the game [02:20.01]Im Bad, but not a boy, I got a part of his name [02:22.51]homie I see you trippin, then its off wit ya chain [02:24.86]