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Fast wind, slow wind
WE BE F'ING BAD
WE BE F'ING BAD
Fast wind, slow wind

Yo, when I was young and my dad had a bigger house
I'd catch a contact and talk like Ika mouse
Go to school, act like I'm pulling my feet out
Kinda funny 'cause I used to freak my teachers out
Like dan dan dee dee dan dan
Seeing so much bitches teach about
Piece is the one black china and they skeeter out
In the club everybody on Sinatra
Look around, everybody on Sinatra
I ain't talking 'bout this shit they call cool
Like I'm talking 'bout this shit just so you can go ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
I mean just go bonkers, make the young girls wild
And they go topless
With the dope boy smile, they don't need binoculars
Make a nigga wanna pull out choppers
Brrap brrap brrap they got you

Ring bom bom bom bom
AEROSOL CAN bom bom bom bom
Monkey outside bom bom bom bom
Shooting all night bom bom bom bom
Bom to the bom to the clang clang clang
Banging on that ass like orangutan
Transform to a grown man
And transform again like
WE BE F'ING BAD

Skateboard, can a nigga make more?
Steal my style? I ain't got no reward
Like hmm, make yourself bigger like mushroom
Mario Kart
All y'all niggas wanna get like me
All y'all niggas wanna spit like key
Missionary, wanna hit it like me
Meanwhile your bitch wanna kiss my dick
Chow rubber so you hit that ass for the combo
Act 47 and the dress on a rhino, boom
Commodore like Lionel, zoom
Hold on that ass like a move a-ron
Am I wrong?
Ride her with my dick mane, all night long
One second I'm here, next second I'm gone
That's 2 in 60 seconds, what you want?
Girls on me like they super glued on
My dick like a table you can place food on
Make sexual on and on
I'm high like the place mow lawn

Ring bom bom bom bom
AEROSOL CAN bom bom bom bom
Monkey outside bom bom bom bom
Shooting all night bom bom bom bom
Bom to the bom to the clang clang clang
Banging on that ass like orangutan
Transform to a grown man
And transform again like
WE BE F'ING BAD

Come in, I'm hot like the place too son
BBC, ice cream skewed on
No discounts, no coupons
But I got the Rolls Royce for the great poopon
Now you jealous, with your face screwed on
Who on? You on?
Feeble ass nigga, you get boot on
Strictly attitude get messy, food on
Boy peace? You wrong
Retrieving it, you don't wanna feud on
Your nerves in there for a big dude on
Stomping that nigga until you done
Hoping that you make it home with your shoes on
While I'm tearing these booties, scoring these movies
I know boy can let it when I'm chilling with Stewie
Ass small, jig is what I did for Louie
Sunglasses, campaign and jewelry
Ask how bad, how you really wanna use me
Cooking croissant, I ain't using that loosely
Look at your forehead, sweating profusely

Ring bom bom bom bom
AEROSOL CAN bom bom bom bom
Monkey outside bom bom bom bom
Shooting all night bom bom bom bom
Bom to the bom to the clang clang clang
Banging on that ass like orangutan
Transform to a grown man
And transform again like
WE BE F'ING BAD

Fast wind, slow wind
WE BE F'ING BAD

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