Funkmaster Flex - Bad Lyrics
[Shyne]Geah, uhh.. (*****ers!)Geah, uhh..I'm the Bad Boy not to ***** wit, you get bucked quick, stuck witthree hollow tips up in your stomachHonestly, Bad Boy's a *****in dynastyOooz on the glock, watch you ooze on the spotPuff don't give a nod, nothin move on the blockThe streets is ours to burn for the moves and rocksPrincess cuts, what the *****? Watch the arm light upDesert in the weights in the hood like what?*****es get hyped up, niggaz get diced up, sliced upHeist what? Get yo' windpipe cutPimp mother*****er, nigga make dykes *****Off the liquor they chipper (who?) ***** named TrishaCatholic school girl turned coke snifferNiggaz talk slicker, I tie and rope quickerCheck the arm and neck, how they both glitter simultaneously(bling bling) ***** shit coke out her ass, 'til her anus bleed(c'mon)[Chorus: Shyne]Diamonds I flaunt it, *****es is on it, tell me who want it?I got it to give it, you niggas talk it, I live it, uhhDiamonds I flaunt it, *****es is on it, tell me who want it?I got it to give it, you niggas talk it, I live it, uhh[Shyne]Ki's sold out, Royce Rolls outBrooklyn nigga with the best flow out***** a pot to piss in, gimme one to boil cokeMy approach, no reproach, just sex 'em and coatsFidel shipped me a hundred bricks, up on the boatMy *****, I to our to you, playa said she'd fly coachI got the shit locked nigga, land - air - sea(There's a new Don?) Nigga, yeah meRap's my cover-up, desert them boys in the concertAnd the mean ***** who take the dick to her tonsilParadise life, ***** the priceIt's nice, I like, I buy - break your pockets *****in give me no tryExtort who? I'll *****in torch
