Yungstar - Bada** lyrics

Uhhhhhhhhh bada** lil' boy Chorus: He's a bada**, bada** little boy Throwed yung playa slangin candy red toy He's a bada**, bada** little boy Throwed yung playa slangin candy red toy He's a bada**, bada** little boy Throwed yung playa slangin candy red toy He's a bada**, bada** little boy Throwed yung playa slangin candy red toy Haha ain't nobody as bad as me man I'm a bada** little boy haha [Lil Flex] Post it up on the corner with more cheese than Ritz Eatin scrambled eggs and grits Watchin hoes do splits Fly b**h with tits, try to fit in my mix sh** you think I'm bad now you should have seen me at 6 At the age of 11, I was breakin into houses Stealin games, pocket change, stickin dick in yo spouses Sellin crack, smokin sacks on a day to day basis About failed junior high and got kicked out of Hastings Serve places on the cool, I'm a goddamn fool Inquiring minds wanna know "why you treat us so cruel" Cause I'm bad to the bone, I act young but I'm grown 18 with my own home, I'm the king on the throne Me and Fee blown tree in the back of the lobby 3 strikes, 2 a**ults, and a third degree robbery You heard what they said I'm a bada** boy Southwest in Houton Texas you gotta feel that boy Chorus [Lil Flex] I walk the halls like malls, I role cigars like stars When the bell ring for lunch I return to my car Beep beep goes my pager, 911 must be major Check my wallet for a condom, that's my b**h, maybe later Should I go and smash her stuff or shoot some hoops at the gym "Go report to the principle's office" That wasn't me that was him All lunches I'm there, shiny pieces that glare My shoes be Nike Air, "I gotta get me a pair" Positioned boppers by lockers, just can't keep comin with them choppers I rip my dockers, they look gay huh, but I'm the young Betty Crocker Who's bad with 2 pistols? got a mouth full of crystal Runnin from the security guards while they are blowin their whistle Skipped a week of detention and got 3 days suspension Referal read "failure to comply, Flex would not pay attention" A lot of people say I'm good but I look very sneaky Come here little girl, you seem like the type that'd be freaky Chorus [Cookie] Oh girl look at him, he's a bada** boy Watch him slang in the lane with his candy red toy I bet you've never seen a throwed playa like him When we together we like Biggie and that girl Lil' Kim For every bada** boy, there's a bada** girl Hop in and let me take you on a trip to my world My name is Cookie, I've never been a rookie Remember back at school me and Flex shootin hookie [Lil' James] UH OH Think fast here come Lil' James' bada** (awww sh**) Smashin the gas, smokin gra**, playin on the Dreamcast Playin music to confuse but don't choose to blow my fuse Unless you want bad news cause I refuse to loose When I make my own rules, I'm grabbin my tools Wreckin crews with no clues, I'm a fool on the cool They stay on the mash, quick to tip right past Leave a splash, break them off showin nothin but a** I'm a bada** n***a that's why they call me Big Tetta That's why I'm shakin up every puck, cause my Benz is better Man! I'm slidin past as I go Sippin on 40's, women tarin off my clothes Man! Lil' Flex, why they wanna plex? Standin on the corner and holdin two tits Bada**, bada** little boy Bada**, bada** little boy Bada**, bada** little boy Who's bad?