Текст (слова) песни: Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo - Bad to the Bone

 
I`m bad to the bone, with a style like Al Capone 
I`ma smile while I give you the dial tone 
Eatin shrimp and girls I be pimpin 
Walk like I`m limpin, this brother ain`t simpin 
Not to mention, I`m winner of Mack Daddy conventions 
I get a lot of attention 
Sleepin in sheets that`s made of satin 
with one of my money makin honies, she`s mixed Spanish and Latin 
She`s a fly type of swinger 
Twenty carats on her fingers, minks on every coat hanger 
In a highrise, made for only fly guys 
With a size that attracts the ladies eyes 
Keepin the stash and the cashflow 
Profile`s kept low, more dough than Barry Manilow 
Fly cars, I got diamonds in jelly jars 
To earn respect, collectin bar fight scars 
Slick talkin with a chick when I`m walkin 
Midnight stalkin, all the suckers be hawkin 
And I max while you be waxin your Cadillacs 
Smooth as a fax, but I can cut you like an axe 
Big spender, cause I`m a winner like Bruce Jenner 
I burn all beginners and let em simmer like a TV dinner 
On the phone cause I`m hard like stone 
Holdin my own, cause I`m bad to the bone 
 
I`m gettin cash and, ladies receive my passion 
Parties I`m crashin with a flashy type of action 
On stage, I kick outrageous 
And I enslave the bravest, more diamonds than Sammy Davis 
I`m more dramatic than _Dallas_ is 
More pretty than a palace is, hands no callouses 
Give me a clever girl and I`ll outfox her 
The man that rocks her in pure silk boxers 
So what you want honey a chump or a champ? 
Visa or food stamps, Latins or lamps? 
I run the game like Sega 
Go to war like Noreaga, hit like Schawrzaneggar 
Excitin when I`m fightin I`m frightenin 
Stick chicks slick in quick like greased lightning 
Ladies I`ll love you all tomorrow like Annie 
And I bet you`ll all leave with wet panties 
Cause I can make a eighty yard dash come back fast 
Wrap rappers all up in the back, like a jackass 
Police wanna harass me 
Cause I got all the material that has me lookin jazzy 
The MC patroller 
Pockets so fat, I flat em down with a dough roller 
Dead zone when I strike the microphone 
G. Rap`s known, cause I`m bad to the bone 
 
I never needed a helpin handin 
I`m outstandin, type of guy, girls never abandon 
And when I`m rollin with force, three across your belly 
Knockin suckers out the box like I`m playin skelly 
Cause I pull out the .45 if you offend me 
And leave the barrel of it smokin like a chimney 
Rhymes are dynamic, voice is titanic 
Gigantic, suckers get frantic and then panic 
A smooth talker, cause I`m a Queens New Yorker 
My rhymes bring more Good Times than Jimmie Walker 
A bumrusher, cause I`m a crusher of hardrocks 
When I turn thirty, I`ll still be dirty as Redd Foxx 
Try to cope, what I wrote, get a sore throat 
My lyrical notes float like sailboats 
I keep it steady for the petty sucker rappers I`ll be ready 
I got more bodies than Frank Netti 
Battles I win em cause I send em to hell when I begin em 
Because I put it in em like a venom 
Discover the toughest rap brother you ever seen 
Not a fairy, but milky like the Dairy Queen 
Movin around like a smooth choreographer 
Posin my hoes in all clothes for the photographer 
On video, show I makin your girlfriend moan 
Cause I`m bad to the bone
 

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