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Bad Boys

They call me a bad boy because I gets what I want
Look at my squeaky clean record I cant be stopped
Went up to a kid told him to give me some money
Then stole me some munchies mmm they were yummy
Try to steal some Jordans from a store
Forgot to take the tag of so I went hardcore
I ran from the police even ran past a runner
Then stole all the plastic from Susanne Sommers
Took a key chain and then took a nap
Stole toms mom then hit him in the sack
Ate some cheesecake then went to Roys
He started to cry when I took all his toys
I told him to stop I havent gots time
He wouldnt stop so I stole all his lines
Never been caught not even for grand larceny
Even stole your mom now shes on top of me

Got pulled over for doing some crack
Cop found some counterfeit bills in the back
and then my fake Id and my steriods
paid him fifty dollars to not go to the tabloids
The shit was clear so I rubbed it on
My balls got small like I was in the Yukon
Now my buddy got me some liquid Potassium
I said to Muhammed now my mom thinks Im muslim
Only thing dirty on me is my sock
Im not a bad boy just traded away boardwalk
I make prank calls I light trees in the enviorment
See what I do, even stole your grandparents retirement
The mailman gave me a bad letter one afternoon
So I stabbed him with a knife beat him with a spoon
Im so bad I give out razorblades on halloween
Im so obscene I sell sunscreen with caffeine to underaged teens
we too gangsta

my sheets is dirty
call my maid to clean them
call the bitch maria
make her clean the seamen
i roll on 20's
bet you couldnt miss it
my rims are girls
wish you could kiss it
my plasma tv
i roll with the hd
i bought some blunt wraps
filled with the kb
this girl wanted me
so i slapped her
she wanted my friend
so i capped her
busted one in her grill
im good with the ladies
i busted out my chrome
drove up in the cedes'
fuck your beamer
what the gas on that
when i get kids
they gonna shop at baby gap
im higher than a balloon
a black one
because they are always high
and they always have a gun
i aint afraid of your posse
what they gonna do
i rob old ladies
and light bags of poo
we too gangsta
pass me the mic
roll me a blunt
give me some steriods
dick growth ill stunt
im built like a machine
run like a retard
but i dont leave home without my gat
im street smart
i pop 40's with the priest
smoke blunts with my teacher
do it in the bathroom
with your sister in the bleachers
cant you tell im crazy
im wanted in 50 states
girlies take my wanted poster
and put it to they face
dont gotta worry bout ever being broke
i got this doe
i got this hoe
ill let everyone know
im too gangsta for my shirt
too gangsta for my pants
and if you test my gangsta
ill do the gangsta dance
WE TOO GANGSTA
call me a fag
watch what i do
watch your eye
black and blue
but not black
like a negros skin
oh i said negro
look at the trouble im in
im rolling a fatty
while im high on the rock
my mom asked the time
i stared at the clock
i took my s.a.t.s high on p.c.p
that aint rough, i rolled it with some weed
im too gangsta
call the po po
all night me and your girly
oh oh
my 20's is spinning
watch them shine
dont look took close
you might go blind
let open this 40 right quick
so i can be drunk and do this here chick
we too gangsta
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