Lyrics:
violent
Whole one in the safehouse, bad B sittin' all pretty
Hear no evil, see no evil, she want a bad boy like Diddy
My lifestyle, look at the flick
Brook like Kelly
Ain't got a penny
Still going halves on a twenty
Man, I got an awkward style like "Sugar" Ray Lenny
Tekky, I'm ready when you're ready
I
fam, my Ruff Ryder niggaz
Dessert Storm niggaz, Bad Boy niggaz
Thugged Out Entertainment niggaz
My Slip-n-Slide fam, my Rap-a-Lot mafia niggaz
What
approval rating by serving your ass with words fool
Slam yo' back to the curve bra, like sanitation worker
'Cause ya trash, I'm taking out the trash and all
drip can start a wave and buy a cruise ship
I don't follow trends I set them I'm exclusive
And I can do bad all by my own ain't gotta be inclusive
Shout
The ones that stood by me like soldiers
You were there
I know you love me
But I'm still waiting for the Lord to come hug me
Send a sign or somethin'
choppa gon blow yo whole face off
Got it by da pound
Shooting at dese niggas got me feel like I'm JR
I'm shootin out rounds
Yeh
Don't run up yeah run
boy in the hills of Tennessee
And I was raised not to care what people say about me
Alright
We raised up on that Hank Jr. 83, son
Put your hands
don't touch paper
I might shoot a play and take my bitch to lunch later
By time I hang it up I'll be the GOAT like that one laker
RIP Kobe but brodie I'm
No audience but my niggas still clapping
I cut em off just like a fraction
Henn by the gallon
Ray on the gun
Sharpshooter I aint talking bout allen
niggas only, bad bitches only
Rich niggas only, independent bitches only
Boss niggas only, thick bitches only
I got my real niggas here by my side, only
[Intro:]
Yeah, On behalf of Chamillitary Entertainment
I'd like to extent my deepest apologies
To anyone who feels they are offended by
bad bitches overseas
Karma got all these bitches fucking over me
I already know it's hot girl summer in the streets
Live ya best life maw long as Ray
Real legend like I'm Sugar Ray (wha)
Bout the money and I'm on the way (yep)
If they talking then I let em hate (what?)
Fake **** I don't tolerate (I
Real legend like I'm Sugar Ray (wha)
Bout the money and I'm on the way (yep)
If they talking then I let em hate (what?)
Fake **** I don't tolerate (I
fate
So I'm baked like a cake
And I'm chillin' by a lake
I'm awake, I'ma rake
In these bills for heaven's sake
I'ma shake up your thoughts like a pair
Words and music: john jack jr.
2023 Dusty Boy Music/BMI ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Performed by john jack jr with The Mister Midnight Band
Each of these songs
Bad boys move in silence, secretly fading in
Unlike fake gangstas and ya wannabe made men
Acting like they carry the gun that killed Lincoln
Or they
the air, its everywhere, like i’m Bin Laden
On the BLOCK like a kid, with some NINJAGO
CURVY bad bitch, CANT STOP, she like six COMMAS
Curvy bad bitch, she
Parker
Michelle Laquan McDonald, George, man
Tanisha Anderson, Akhee, that's my fam
We all kin, no matter the color of your skin
Tamir Rice jermaine Read,
(Great John on the beat by the way)
Look
Boy, we jackin' war, we ain't jackin' beef
Niggas wanna fight, put him in the sheets
.30 got the ray
it first
Stuff that girl wit d-ck till her head burst
Young Weezle flow needles I can thread shirts
Boy you ain’t did sh-t I had done said worst
JR
My bitches they bad and they boujee
But they salute me like I'm Adolf
I'm strapped with that fire don't test me
I dropped outta college don't test
There is a house in a town called Brooks
And in '45 a boy was born
And blessed with good looks
And charm, his father was Laverne Sr
But everybody
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