I'm Bad (Explicit) - B.o.B

Lyrics by：Bobby Ray Simmons, Jr.

Give me that walkie-talkie

New n***as can't rap quite like I can

I just landed in Japan with a blunt in my hand

Bobby Ray got a b***h for each B in my name

The only thing missing from my d**k is her

I'm magnificent k-k-k- I be killing s**t

Crime scene too dirty they left a fingerprint

Oh you gangsta of the year huh

Bet if I threw your mixtape out of my window you shed a tear huh

I know the game ain't the way it work

She wanted me choke her told her sign a waiver first

I'm talking paperwork paperwork body search

When they hundred b***hes falling like life alert

And I don't want no praise I don't want no debt

So many agents on my page think my phone is tapped

She tells me Bobby Ray you always drip the hardest

Call it jaws p***y wetter then the sharks fin

I'm bad

O-b b-o o-b b-o-b b-o-b

Think I'm gonna need backup

Think I'm gonna need backup

I'm a bad mothaf* I'm a

I'm a bad mothaf* I'm a I'm a ba

I'm a bad madaf**ka even worse physical

F**k her like my d**k gon' get residual

Picasso with the visuals

Came out the womb walked out on a hospital bill

My lifestyle is a taboo she a bad b***h but can't sit through a tattoo

That clit big

Tryna' hide this boner like I'm smuggling statues

That ain't your hubby just a n***a you live with

F**k on a little bit and split out her bills with

You split 'cause he found he had a family in Memphis

And his kids go to clipston to clipston to clipston

You want a n***a everyone ain't been with

But n***a's gone n***a I would say it's a slim pick

If love is a crime I got felonies

Baby momma's crushing like a jelly bean

I'm bad

Crush you like a jelly bean

Crush you like a jelly bean

Crush you like a jelly bean

Crush you like a jelly bean

Crush you like a j crush you like a

Crush you like a j crush you like a

Jelly jelly jelly jelly j j jelly bean

My grandma fat and lived to be eighty

Nowadays n***as be dead 'fore they leave out

You ain't a mother you ain't special just a b***h with a baby

It's 2018 you still live in the 80's

Oh you a hotep oh you a hotep

Oh you a king huh well where your throne at

How you a rapper you ain't even got a song yet

Tryna' give your b***h your number you ain't even got a phone yet yeah

And I'm a whole lot a trouble

You look confused uh what a whole lotta puzzle

Deposing me that's a whole lotta struggle

Like tryna' come out of a hole with a shovel

I can't take you to bed you too young at a head

You retarded you specially ed

I'm public I don't care who looking

F**k oreo I'm smoking girl scout cookies

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