Tekster:
Black Lips Bad Kids

Bad kids all my friends are bad kids product of no dad kids kids like you and me Bad kids aint no college grad kids livin life out on the skids kids

don't make hits But it's like this whole Bad Boy shit we come to bring it to y'all niggaz, me, B.I., Puff, Lox, whoever Black Rob If you wanna dance,

be like, I used to want to be like Mike, but the man in the mirror don't know if he's black or white And that makes me mad (Backwards scratching) Who's bad

Catch a second wind, then begin again My hood is the ghetto Black magic in the hood, it's tragic but understood Crack addicts, crack windows, crack wood Even what's bad

to want to be like Mike, but the man in the mirror don't know if he's black or white And that makes me mad (Backwards scratching) Who's bad? [Ynot

Or maybe it's the leg growing out my neck But don't jet baby, heh, not yet I'm popping in like a pound of lead Black 'n' blue, his next roll and drop

Jigga man, Iceberg with the frozen hands Weddin' bands don't make it rosy man Oh, is that your chick, why she all in his six? With her hand on his dick, keep lickin' her lips

Grown man music mothafucker, No low kids shit Monstablokaz, Shit is crazy right, Mozez baby, Let's go Chorus You know just how we do it, Monstablokaz

-herb Missi-hempie) I like the girls (Ay, man, check out this song we used to Sing when we was little kids, right) My girl got two big lips, taste like