Boosie Badazz - I'm Bad lyrics

Boosie mom I'm sorry for being a bad boy

No rappers spittin' lyrics like I can
I take a pussy ass nigga and
Put his face in the sand
All the sexy ladies love me
Man I'm fresh as can be
Bad boy reputation, I keep hitters with me
Head strictly for the top and
I'm gettin' them figures
Might not stop for the cops
'cause they killin' us niggas
Got the whole world jumpin'
People know all my raps
Bad bitches screamin' my name
Niggas givin' me dap
Out of jail, back on the map
Almost a hundred a show
I'm like Starbucks coffee nigga
I'm everywhere that you go
I don't care 'bout your favorite rapper
I'm the realest to blow
Steppin' on the fuckin' game like
I stepped on that coke

And I'm bad (bad, bad, bad)
Bad boy (bad, bad, bad) , Boosie
And I'm bad (bad, bad, bad)
Bad boy (b-b bad, b-b-b, b-b, b-b-b)

I'm like Floyd, I'm so undefeated
Music is my way of life, I need it
I breathe it turn up the mic and hear
The sounds of a gangster
Five years inside a hole really
Fucked up my thinkin'
Diamonds shinin', neck is blindin'
F-E-D's on my trail
Niggas gettin' my album tatted
Touchdown 2 Cause Hell
Ridin' 'round in that Rolls Royce with
The stars in the roof
System labelled me a killer
And the magazine too
So what they do? spread they lies
Then they stick in a needle
Make me out an animal
And you people believe it
Guess I'm a bad bad boy
Motherfuckin' bad boy
Gold teeth, gold jewelry nigga, bad boy
Bass stompin' through the speakers and
I'm killin' the beat i ain't met a nigga yet
Spit this shit like me
They call me Boosie Badazz, to the police
We don't talk nigga
Fuck every clothing line
Wear Jewel House nigga

And I'm bad (bad, bad, bad)
Bad boy (bad, bad, bad) , Boosie
And I'm bad (bad, bad, bad)
Bad boy (b-b bad, b-b-b, b-b, b-b-b)

It's like I rose from the dead
'cause they counted me out
Ever since I been released I been
The talk of the talk
My daughter told you I was comin'
She went viral for that
Told y'all that the streets was mine
She wasn't lyin' 'bout that
Now everything I touch is gold
I'm the best at this rap
We live like the Italians
We got morals and values
I break a muscle pound man all
The way to his feet
Cut that nigga in his head and
Put his face in the sink
I come to lay it down and conquer
It won't be long
Samsung, man y'all need a Boosie Badazz phone
I got bitches by the dozens
All kind of complexions
In my Jacuzzi poppin' bottles
And all of us naked

And I'm bad (bad, bad, bad)
Bad boy (bad, bad, bad) , Boosie
And I'm bad (bad, bad, bad)
Bad boy (b-b bad, b-b-b, b-b, b-b-b)