Bada Bing (Explicit) - DANGERDOOM
Not a lot of bling
When he do the thing
Bada boom bada bing
From the womb to the tomb
Get that ricotta
Bada bing bada boom
Doom your reputation precedes you
Wail till you crack and
See what we do you dweeb you
No pun intended takes one to know one
We'll know it's unscented
Yo son demented when
Them sent it from the other time
Before everybody and they mother rhyme
What a crime beats is the same way
Make 'em wanna hit the
Streets with the heat for a lame's pay
Game day flag on the
Play improper helmet
Drag on the suede
From the gem drop of well spit
He didn't listen titty kissin' the city glistened
Dependin' on what
From what position you're sittin'
In the pissy wind is this thing whistlin'
Who let the spinnin' whisperin' djinn in
The Villain again
Without a doubt that's his name
Don't play it out or spray it
When you say it out your mouth
Then gave him a cold shoulder for a hour
And told him take a gold
Shower for fakin' funk soul power
Stocky short and cocky
Looked like Apollo Creed
After he fought with Rocky
Rhymed in a broken
English slang not cockney
Thirteen his first queen wore hot knock knees
Had to tell her pops
Yo stop cockblockin' B
Hold somethin' for your daily yay habit
Then go bada-bing-bing-bing
Like ricochet rabbit
How 'bout the sicko say stab it
There's liquor in the cabinet
And a slicker for the crafted
And Heineken I told
Him much obliged friend
What I gotta spend if
I only touch her thighs then
Why his eyes widened
He didn't know your man
Had a nice surprise hidin'
Took pride in ridin' in a sly wise guy grin
Real recognize real on the microphone
The wheels are mechanized steel
Please at least respect your ideals
How you got her walkin'
Along the stroll in high heels
He said her mama was gettin' old
God bless her poor soul
Now no more drama is your role
Straight to the head
He know a lot of haters
Can't wait till he dead
Lead to go like a ho
To a strange whack housewife
Only thing he know will
Change his back do' how trife
Rules is rules don't go there
Stay on sale like a old coat made of mohair
Keep a snotty chicken on E the Lone Ranger
Why everybody always
Pickin' on danger and doom
Maybe it's him
Called up my lady
Told her baby it's slim
Make me up a margarita
I need to take a swim
Tell them kids remember
School if they let 'em out cool
But get the hell from out the pool
Hey shithead it's me again
And you know what
I just heard it's all done now
And somehow I guess
You must have lost my number
You know what You suck
You suck your music sucks
And I hate your sucky stupid metal face
I hope you burn you're going down
This is the last big mistake you'll ever make
You suck I hate your guts
But if there is another project in the future
Please keep me in mind thank you
