Letras:
Bad Ass Bad Ass Boogie

PANTS ARE GETTIN' BAGGIER I GOT TOO MUCH LEG ROOM WE'RE CHILLIN' IN MY LINCOLN GONNA DO A DRIVE BY NOW IT'S GOT ME THINKIN' WE'RE DOING THE BADD ASS BOOGIE

grippin' new cars, checkin' out a few bars They see me comin', side step a few yards I'm like a bad man, holdin' out my crusty ass hand Scoldin' an imaginary

new york city, babe! New york! New york city! Yeah, new york city! Down in the village! New york city! Come on, hit it! Ah, what a bad ass city!

no clothes on danced across the room we charted the progress of the planets around that boogie-woogie moon I called her my nubian princess I gave her some sweet-back bad-ass

world in the ass Round and round the town The same ol' story is told Better lock up your daughter when the Motleys hit the road We do the bad boy boogie Bad is bad

: {Intro/Chorus:} Up jump tha boogie to the bang bang boogie while you're bangin on ya baby OG's That's why I flip the script to the boogie bang homey

not, I'm just another average girl Curls in my head, and yeah I think I look good Should I be the one, to break the bad news? Snooze when I'm tired, not

first not last, when we all hit the ass Doin' tricks jacked up like a six (what) One Pussy, and thirteen dicks Gangsta's don't dance we boogie (ahhh)

here and sit yo big ass down Lemme tell you about the Sooperman Lover Ayo, I was out to lunch and shit Puffin' on a blunt to get my head read(y) Boogie