I dip and homegirl bobbin'
Knows she in the company of a king and she watchin'
She want him, he's dope boy fresh
Find one like me, there ain't no more left
A Kansas City king with the streets on lock
You wanna k** me you're gonna need more guap
Epitome of fly, I'm so charismatic
You know that guy is an arrogant ba*tard
The sign is so me, the boy so rude
You can tell from the swagger he know he that dude
Yeah I am, know about that?
Kansas City logo on the front on my hat
South side legend, live in the flesh
232 two step, right, left
There he go again, better duck to see me squeeze it
p**ycat suffering, succotash even
Lookin' for a gangster? Well then you found him
And all you ??, please stay around me
I'm just a hustler, also a hood cat
And making dope flips really what I'm good at
Because I'm a bad boy, and I heard she want a bad boy
Tell her she looking at a bad boy
I'm a Kansas City bad boy
816 is the area code
Where you can't eat if you don't carry a load
Snatched up chicks and I will send them down
On the Greyhound with 8.8 pounds
Your boy is a fool. Who's that? Me
You ain't ever heard of dude? Naw, who's he?
Ron Ron from the Midwest, now get that straight
I'm the birthday boy, I come to get that cake
With 51 flames laying on the dresser
And I keep a Chinese chopstick yes'sir
I do my Rude Man, Mr Miagi
Wax on, wax off, give him he copy
Ghetto karate, ease on back
Use one hand but this heat gonna clap
A barrel in your mouth I'll have you breathin' on that
I'm a bad boy, Kansas City heathen on wax
Lookin' for a gangster? Well then you found him
And all you ??, please stay around me?
I'm just a hustler, also a hood cat
And making dope flips really what I'm good at
Because I'm a bad boy, and I heard she want a bad boy
Tell her she looking at a bad boy
I'm a Kansas City bad boy