Da Band

[Intro:]
[Puff] Bad boy baby,
We the last standin check the records,
Check the score.
Da Band, the next generation of Bad motherfuckers, cmon
[Babs]
Im back and Im hittin em hard
Tits dont sag, I dont need no push-up bra
Bitch you mad, babs got a brand new car
Drop top in the hood, Im a ghetto superstar [breathe]
Pop bottles and roll up weed
Babs strong arm chicks like Im hercules
You got a problem, come see the girl, Ill solve em
Big belly bitches we starve em
Niggas in the hood, we rob em wheneva they flawcin
Betta tuck in ya chain bitch and keep on walkin
You a thug, why you keep on talkin lets get it crackin
Get ya bitch 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
[Chorus (Ness):]
All I hear is Bad Boy this and Bad Boy that, Bad Boy will beat you down wit a baseball bat
[Ness]
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 Im bout to blaze the band
Elliot Ness, you know Im here to save the land
Dont try to lie and say the liquor is what made you ran (whooo)
Go somewhere and be a maintnence man, a janitor
Dogg dont blame me, blame ya manager
Keep ya hands out my pockets nigga
Franchise like I play for the Rockets nigga
Who shot ya, Biggie Smalls, Tupac ya nigga
Ready to Die, All Eyes on the project nigga
You stocky - I put sumthin in ya biceps nigga
I cant help it, Im a violent nigga
A gee, who down wit his thousand nigga
[Chorus (Chopper):]
All I hear is Bad Boy this and Bad Boy that,
Bad Boy will beat you down wit a baseball bat
[Chopper]
There he go, hoppin out the G-5 wagon
G-coated, rees, Bos and tees swaggin
Runnin game on ya bitch, ya boys 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 thats gangsta, dont 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 nigga tryin to carry me
It wont happen, I wont let you niggas worry me
Imma stay thugged out till they bury me
When they do, I cant wait to see buried B
Imma dirty south boy from the dirty steets
Get krunk, get buck, get the hell off ya feet
[Chorus (Fred):]
All I hear is Bad Boy this and Bad Boy that,
Bad Boy will beat you down wit a baseball bat because...
[Fred]
Best believe these dudes aint never kill nuthin
Im Fred, you want him dead, put some bullets in his coffin
Lord forgive me, but these niggas is playin wit the boss man
You dont wanna get in the trunk, you gettin tossed in (come one man)
Im the type you squeese tight, and you bring your cousin, man homeboy thats yall man
Man I got it all planned, Diddy fathered the game
Im Bad, but not a boy, I got a part of his name
Homie I see you trippin, then its off wit ya chain
Yo head - harder than wood then Im sawin ya brain
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 dont play wit the team
[E.Ness & Fred] Bad Boy, so dont play wit the team (holla)
[Chopper] Bad Boy so dont play wit the team (holla)
[Babs] Bad Boy so dont play wit the team (holla)
[ Bad Boy This, Bad Boy That Lyrics ]