Your butt is mine
Gonna tell tu right
Just mostrar your face
In broad daylight
I'm telling you
On how I feel
Gonna hurt your mind
Don't shoot to kill
Come on,
Come on,
Lay it on me
All right . . .
I'm giving you
On count of three
To mostrar your stuff
Or let it be . . .
I'm telling you
Just watch your mouth
I know your game
What you're about
Well they say the sky's the limit
And to me that's really true
But my friend tu have seen nothing
Just wait 'til I get through . . .
Because I'm bad, I'm bad -, come on
Bad bad-really, really bad)
You know I'm bad, I'm bad - tu know it
Bad bad-really, really bad)
You know I'm bad, I'm...
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