a bad, bad, man Nuff respect to my man Jazzy J Diamond D, Showbiz and A.G., and I'm out Word I'm a bad, bad, man I'm a bad, bad, man I'm a bad, bad,
a stand And you know how I'm livin I'ma bad, bad, man! Yeah! Niggaz know the flav "I'm a bad, bad, man!" (cut and scratched) Nuff respect to my man
Vertaling: Fat Joe. Bad Bad Man.
take a stand And you know how I'm livin I'ma bad, bad, man! Yeah! Niggaz know the flav "I'm a bad, bad, man!" (cut and scratched) Nuff respect to my man
I speak is fuck you pay me Bitch [Chorus] X1 [Verse 2 - Lil Wayne] Bad up, bad man no take my daughter Hear gunshot army don't make my card I'ma fear no man
all, I put the pieces to the puzzle This long, I knew me and my peoples was gon' bubble Came out the gate on some flow Joe shit Fat nigga with shoty
' it pays They don't hate me really, they hate my bad ways Bad ways (Real bad ass ways) Bad ways (Real bad ass ways) They hate my bad ways (Real bad
I'mma take, I'mma take, I'mma take this one for the team one fat ass, one flat ass n-gga hit the switcheroo on my black ass ever seen Joe's jeans on a
a nigga feel so trilla, cause Im comin with Big Moe, My Key-C and Po-yo, I even gotta tight what cut from the Hair Cut Joe, man let me get my shit right
whoever got that white is winning like Charlie Sheen [Verse 2 - T-Pain] Teddy Pain, Teddy Pain, bad man, bad man Make shots, boom, boom, boom, boom, bang Man
da game (Fat Joe) She says she never seen a car, with the seat in the middle, She tried to bite my chain, She thought it was some skittles, Fat Joe be
16, still them haters can't stop me In fact man I'm just like Rocky Lordy we did it baby, you keep goin shopping [Chorus] [Fat Joe - over Chorus] Yeah, man
Ah, yeah Da Fat Gangsta You gotta flow Joe, you gotta flow Joe You gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta let 'em know Joe You gotta flow Joe, you gotta flow Joe
up and down, shorty gotta fat ass Shorty gotta fat ass Shorty gotta fat ass Shorty gotta fat ass She got a big Shorty gotta fat ass Shorty gotta fat ass Shorty gotta fat
- don't look in my eye Take this wit'cha nigga, tell the devil I sent ya [Fat Joe] Yup! Death ain't sweet man But it's a fact that one day ya breath
I kick the hits even with the big belly 'Cause I freak the funk like my man R. Kelly So give me that honey love You know what I'm thinking of Joe's the man
wear fly shit and she push nice whips? Jealousy, I don't owe you, man I don't know you, man, I never sold you, man Jealousy, jealousy, jealousy All