Bad To The Bone Lyrics

Bad to the gristle, take off like a missal

All this black and white, I'm official where my whistle

I don't got no baby mamas, these hoes they ain't worthy

I'm ballin' James Worthy, gotta show me that you're worthy

Sippin' yellow, smokin' purple, hot, like them pants on Eurkle

I ain't fuckin' with no square, I'm postin' blowin' circles

How I'm livin' in my crib, you can't put that shit on TV

My girl she got that dumb head of niggas talkin re-re

We sippin' oil, talkin' greasy these people out here sleazy

I got this shit for sheezy so holla when you need me

The million dollar man call me Ted DeBiase

Its Grizwald Dickie I'm a member of the posse

Bitch I'm in my bucket Never seen a Rari,

Call me chemotherapy cause ballin' is my hobby,

Bitch it's evergreen might snatch you out your Rari

Its gangster all day I do this shit, it's not a hobby

Bad to my fibula, scapula, gettin' cranium

Yeah, she drainin' him, think you pimpin' him

Bih please, you don't know me, P-I-M-P

Break a bitch and it's track,game strong like Hercules

Call me Zeus, in the booth, I'm the man, times two

Will I stop? Man, you better pray that Jesus Jesus

And I'm bad, cool J, got G's, got loot

We can shoot, live my life with one tip, I'm hater proof

And that's word to my mother, cause nigga I'll bun ya

Cause niggas get to poppin' like the tops on the Corona

I never been a bitch, and I bet I'm never gonna

I'm rollin' marijuana, yours O-K-C, mine at Thunder

Bad, bad, I'm bad to the bone

I choke, I choke, I get my smoke on

Papa was a rolling stone, but fuck that nigga I'm on

I keep a bunch of haters nine late bitch I'm gone