Heaven girl

Bad boy baby

we the last standin' check the records

check the score

Da Band the next generation of Bad Boy c'mon

I'm back and I'm hittin' em hard

breast don't sagg I dont need no push-up bra

chick you mad babs got a brand new car

drop top in the hood I'm a ghetto superstar

pop bottles and roll up trees

Bab's strong arm chicks like I'm hercules

you got a problem come see the girl I'll solve 'em

big belly women we starve 'em

dudes in the hood we rob 'em wheneva they flawcin'

betta tuck in ya chain dude and keep on walkin'

you a thug why you keep on talkin let's get it crackin'

get ya girl stomped ou in the club I make it happen

I got this Diddy done let me out

out chick spit sick when I open my mouth (yeah)

my year now so you girls betta leave

me and my people comin' and we rollin' six deep

All I hear is Bad Boy this and Bad Boy that Bad Boy will beat you down wit a baseball bat

Imma changed man since I made the band

nobody - gave a damn no-one gave a hand

made man made the band wave ya hands

rocks in the watch I think I'm bout to blaze the band

Elliot Ness you know I'm here to save the land

don't try to lie and say the liquor is what made you ran (whooo)

go somewhere and be a maintnence man a janitor

dogg don't blame me blame ya manager

keep ya hands out my pockets boy

franchise like I play for the Rockets boy

who shot ya Biggie Smalls Tupac ya boy

Ready to Die All Eyes on the project boy

you stocky - I put sumthin in ya biceps boy

I can't help it I'm a violent boy

a gee who down wit his thousand boys

All I hear is Bad Boy this and Bad Boy that

Bad Boy will beat you down wit a baseball bat

there he go hoppin' out the G-5 wagon

G-coated rees Bo's and tees swaggin'

runnin' game on ya chick ya boy's a pimp

I need the ones wit no type of common sense (that about it)

if you bout it then throw it up

got that fire and you ready to light it then tote it up

now that's gangsta don't make me spank ya

you - run in that water now ya life is in danger

ride wit the underworld them key bangers

soldeir that be off that frail them beef bringers

picture a clown tryin' to carry me

it won't happen I won't let you haters worry me

Imma stay thugged out till they bury me

when they do I can;t wait to see buried B

Imma dirty south boy from the dirty steets

get krunk get buck get the hell off ya feet

All I hear is Bad Boy this and Bad Boy that

Bad Boy will beat you down wit a baseball bat because

Best believe these dudes ain't never kill nuthin'

I'm Fred you want his head put a couple in his coffin'

Lord forgive me but these dudes is playin' wit the boss man

you don't wanna get in the trunk you gettin tossed in (come one man)

I'm the type you squeeze tight and you bring your cousin' man homeboy that's yall man

man I got it all planned Diddy fathered the game

I'm Bad but not a boy I got a part of his name

homie I see you trippin' then it's off wit ya chain

yo head - harder than wood then I'm scarrin' ya frame

A Don I mean what I say and I say what I mean

I eat shit and sleep yeah I lay wit them things

Bad Boy wit Universal so don't play wit the team

Bad Boy so don't play wit the team (holla)

Bad Boy so don't play wit the team (holla)

Bad Boy so don't play wit the team (holla)