Knock on wood like Frank Underwood
I'm better than most and far from good
Ive been hustling for 12 moons times two
To drizzle salt in your deep wounds
I'm a egomaniac and s**ist
When you are done s**ing my dick
b**h make me breakfast
[Hook]
It goes one, two, three
Bad boy Donnie
Bad boy Donnie
(Bad boy Donnie)
One man army
(One man army)
You got a crew, a sh**, sh** clique
A b**h you think you'll stick with
But she'll faint when she sees me
Yes, yes the prettiest motherf**er who ever lived
I'm the truth, don't need your lies
I know what I am about
But can't figure out, what hides behind these b**hes eyes
Is it love? Don't know
Cause I've glazed them up like a donut
It's your man Donnie
Mahala papi, don't need no help
You'll beg for mine, and I won't replay
You could be mine, but my life is reserved
For special ones
Special broads, with big tits and blue, blue eyes
I never wanted much only a 100 billion dollars
Russian girls called Svetlanas
A Lambo to drive, a Bugatti just to stunt
I never wanted to break your heart
But you didn't realize that I was cold motherf**er
Pulp fiction, Samuel l Jackson
Recite my rhymes, like they were divine
I can hear the battle cry
Sinead o Connor
[Hook]
It goes one, two, three
Bad boy Donnie
Bad boy Donnie
(Bad boy Donnie)
One man army
(One man army)