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)