PROF - Time Bomb lyrics

That's how I'm feeling I'm at the top of my game you know what the deal is Somebody order up me some more f**ing mirrors So fresh, so clean, how come this is so f**ing easy? Yeeeeaaaaahhhhhh Feeling good, feeling good at the liquor store Spend my money on these bottles, bouta take them all What I'm bouta get into I'll never know So many plans, so many plants, I got seven rows A-Town, got cash, ate well, all of that Feeling good, already knew it, I'm about to get into it Bad bad boy, bad bad boy, um are you mad mad boy Bad bad young man though, get ready to get your plans cancelled Are you rolling with me? It's so dangerous in this city. Your mom wouldn't like me, your papa or your uncle either, each his nieces gone pieces, I'm such a wascally wabbit, have been treated for diseases, it's not my bad that I have it, no! (Chorus) Ooooohhh I can't bring myself to follow the rules Come with me if you want to get on the news Hold tight, I'll light this muthaf**in' fuse Chickaboom, chickaboom X2 Boogie-woogie Fully buzzed up up in my hoodie I stay getting p**y Chocolate and vanilla pudding I'm young Doogie Howser Young pookie is king of Powderhorn I'm getting stupid, can't possibly be better looking Oooooh baby What you do to me must be some good Voodoo baby When solo ooh you look just like a photo baby I can't say no, it's a problems, this is fate oh baby, cuz you a time bomb baby A-Town, got cash, ate well, all of that Feeling good, already knew it, I'm about to get into it Bad bad boy, bad bad boy, um are you mad mad boy Bad bad young man though, get ready to get your plans cancelled That's how I'm feeling I'm at the top of my game you know what the deal is Somebody order up me some more f**in' mirrors So fresh, so clean, how come this is so f**in' easy? (Chorus) Ooooohhh I can't bring myself to follow the rules Come with me if you want to get on the news Hold tight, I'll light this muthaf**in' fuse Chickaboom, chickaboom X2