The Bad Guy Lyrics by Fabolous

The Bad Guy Lyrics

    [Pain In Da Ass]
    You're all a bunch of fucking assholes
    You know why?
    Cause you don't got the guts to be what you want to be
    Fabolous...he doesn't have that problem
    He always tells the truth
    That's what it's all about?
    That's what we work so hard for Fabolous?
    So they can point their fucking fingers
    and call me the fucking bad guy?

    [Verse 1]
    I guess I'm the bad guy
    The fingers is pointing
    Nigga, I don't go in no clubs without bringing my joint in
    They be asking fellas why (why?)
    It's cause the streets is watching
    With an envious ear, jealous eye
    You know how William H. Bonnie's rockin
    I keep the home ? two way contact for Johnny Cochran
    Be the same dudes, testing your patience
    In them hospitals, resting like patients, confessing to agents
    You smell me, you gotta spray the Wesson like fragrance
    And you pay your way out arrests and arraignments
    These playas been playin' foul
    And I done learned my lesson with flagrants
    Nigga, this how I live it ain't just entertainment
    I'm what they been trying to do, not do
    I'm the kid, they been lying to you
    You need people like me
    I'm so F-A, B-O, L-O, U-S
    Yeah, that's the bad guy

    [Pain In Da Ass]
    You need people like me
    So you can point your fucking fingers
    And say, "That's the bad guy."
    So, what they make you?
    Good?

    [Verse 2]
    Bitches think all they gotta do is say the child is yours
    Quit they job and live off the child support
    How could you stand there, smile in court
    I'ma just settle, fly back to them Cayman Isle resorts
    You better sign a pre-nup
    You catch me instead of 'it wasn't me'
    I'm gonna say 'where you get a key from?'
    I love the way your butt swishes
    But non of these slut bitches
    is worth me asking my doctor why my nuts itches
    If they see how the Rolls Royce smell
    All day I be emptying my in box and my whole voice mail
    I'll be ready to light the weed and pull it
    Now every chick want to make me come faster than a speeding bullet
    But I ain't into coaching birds like Tony LaRussa
    I done had the thickest chickens to the boniest roosters
    Who have trouble getting the kid like me to spend
    Ma you'll never see a bad guy like me again, for real

    [Pain In Da Ass]
    So say goodnight to the bad guy, come on
    It's the last time you're gonna hear a bad guy ?
    You better make way, it's a bad guy coming through

    [Verse 3]
    Come on
    What type of bad guy give fellas ?, females hugs
    I making my business, my kids won't have to retail drugs
    I get threats over the two way from email thugs
    I ride with ratchets, clips under the CL rugs
    Think I'm liking you? Wrong
    Cause even if I get locked
    My money won't let me stay unrighteous for wrong
    Case dismissed, the DA even liking the song
    Right back to the P's, latest pair of Michael's shoes on
    When you holla in the club it's cool
    But don't change the subject fool
    And start askin if I remember you from public school
    You know I done heard dozens, of these birds buzzing
    Talking 'bout I used to fuck with they 3rd cousin
    FYI, stay the fuck from 'round me
    ? guys who want to hear somebody stuck or clown me
    I don't care what other haters do
    But if you think I'm loved for saving you
    Say goodnight to the bad guy

    [Pain In Da Ass]
    Whoever said to us
    Now maybe you can buy yourself
    one of them first class tickets to the Resurrection
    [Gun Shot]

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