Ron Ron - Bad Boy lyrics

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