Who’s the motherfucker with the finest taste in clothes
music that gets the hoes on the dancefloor getting low
this track’s so dope, I think I’m getting stoned
this girl’s so hot, I think she’s getting boned
got my eye on the ladies like my name was Jimmy Saville
the kingdom of pussy, you know I’m well travelled
I’m a wanted man, back in the saddle
sucka MCs up the creek with no paddle
I’m a bad bad man from the borough of bootle,
raised on the estate, yeah, life was brutal
hit and runs, robbery, vandalising property
then in Walton Prison, it’s unexpected sodomy

I’m a bad bad man don’t you know!
I ain’t no sloppy joe
the bro with the sickest flow
I’m a bad bad man don’t you know!
I’m a bad bad man don’t you know!
Masterpiece like Vincent Van Gogh
Sexual like Marilyn Monroe
I’m a bad bad man!

Flashback, in the back of a hatchback
running from the pigs cause my mate’s got a fat sack
bizzies couldn’t handle the gat that I pack
had to smoke one; he had the cheek to chat back
pulled up on the road, the car’s got a flat,
all of a sudden it’s motherfuckin combat
Ste caught a bullet right in his ass
and shot a round right back coz it’s tit for tat
jacked another ride, we were off in a flash
I’m not gonna lose this suitcase full of cash
taught em a listen, don’t talk trash
to a bad bad man in the back of a hatchback!

I’m a bad bad man don’t you know!
flava like a chocolate gateau
like a baker, I make a lot of dough
I’m a bad bad man don’t you know!
I’m a bad bad man don’t you know!
I’ve gorra lorra bitches, I’ve gorra lorra hoes
Ya don’t wanna be a John Doe!
I’m a bad bad man!

Whoa.
Bootle New Strand, I gotta represent
Smithdown road, I gotta represent
Kenny, Croxteth, Old Swan, Toxteth
Bad Man Bri is gonna represent!

Hold it up! Now turn me up bitch!
Fistful of dollars, I’m motherfuckin rich,
got no time for grasses, no time for slags
I’ll leave you on your asses you’ll be leaving in a body bag
and so what, you wanna fuck with me?
running from a fight is not my cup of tea!
I’ve got more muscles than Peter Andre
I’ve got more hits than Doctor Dre
and so, what, get out of my way
you got something to say, you can listen to my AK
ready or not, here I come, you can’t hide
snitches go in ditches, homies by my side.

I’m a bad bad man don’t you know!
I ain’t no sloppy joe
the bro with the sickest flow
I’m a bad bad man don’t you know!
I’m a bad bad man don’t you know!
Masterpiece like Vincent Van Gogh
Sexual like Marilyn Monroe
I’m a bad bad man!
I’m a bad bad man don’t you know!
flava like a chocolate gateau
like a baker, I make a lot of dough
I’m a bad bad man don’t you know!
I’m a bad bad man don’t you know!
I’ve gorra lorra bitches, I’ve gorra lorra hoes
Ya don’t wanna be a John Doe!
I’m a bad bad man!

That’s right! I’m a bad bad man! Wha! Wha!
You wanna murk me?
The only weapon around here is you.
You fucking weapon.


Lyrics submitted by BadManBri

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