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I spell, B-A-D I'm bad That mean no messin' me
Now, all you women Remember when I was twenty-one? That was a year, baby That I had a-lots of fun
But a year has gone by I'm now, twenty-two I can eat nails, honey And drink gun powder soup
I spell B-A-D I'm bad Don't mess with me
Now, honey you better tell yo' husband Quit sneakin', peepin', at me He wanna fight off the man That I'm the s'posed to be
I'll make sure the drill's runnin' And mess up his face I'll even try to snatch bof'a His legs outta place
B-A-D, bad One mo' question, honey Before I start to studder I can even tell you why White milk make yellow butter
I'm B-A-D, bad
You ask me, honey What it was all about Ya even asked me where the light went When it went out
I'm B-A-D I'm bad Don't mess with me
All, all, all, all
All, all, all, all
Wah-hoo!
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