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Biga Ranx - Bad Boy Comedy Lyrics



Biga Ranx - Bad Boy Comedy Lyrics
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(Bad boy, bad boy)
Bad boy, bad boy
(Bad boy) bad boy
(Comedy, comedy, comedy, comedy)

Too much bad boy comedy
In the cities community
Too much bad boy parody
More guns and violence than an American movie
Too much bad boy comedy
Tell me where is humility?
Too much bad boy parody
Next time I will see you
Without the rest of your posse

You want the key of the town
You want the key of the city
You run out of love
So you run out of pity
I am not a hippie
But the gun ah weh you licki'
Make me want fi sing some tunes
Just to counteract your ideas
No respect the woman
You nuh respect the ladies
You beat up the yute
And you smash up the grannies
Never see you 'lone
You always roll with an army
No I don't wanna be a likkle bang gang rookie

Too much bad boy comedy
In the cities community
Too much bad boy parody
More guns and violence than an American movie
Too much bad boy comedy
Tell me where is humility?
Too much bad boy parody
Next time I will see you
Without the rest of your posse

Me live through the eyes of nobody
Get the respect from the people
I don't need no brutality
Easy telly brigante my block celebrity
My hustle nuh pretty
Still me always roll too classy
Tell the rude boy and the shotties'
From London to Paris
Hold on with the crime and the murdering industry
Frustration grande
Situation shitty
When you live on the wrong side of the city

(Bad boy, bad boy)
Bad boy (bad boy, bad boy)
Bad boy (bad boy, bad boy)
Bad boy ((bad boy, bad boy)

(Gwan!) Too much bad boy comedy
In the cities community
Too much bad boy parody
More guns and violence than an American movie
Too much bad boy comedy
Tell me where is humility?
Too much bad boy parody
Next time I will see you
Without the rest of your posse

Hey rude boy!
Tell me if it would be your own granny would you rob her?
And would you stab your own brother?
Respect is the key of the success
Nevertheless they make you live in the wrong place
But you got to keep the faith
Full time humility, no stress
'Cause you know that you're blessed
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(Bad boy, bad boy)
Bad boy, bad boy
(Bad boy) bad boy
(Comedy, comedy, comedy, comedy)

Too much bad boy comedy
In the cities community
Too much bad boy parody
More guns and violence than an American movie
Too much bad boy comedy
Tell me where is humility?
Too much bad boy parody
Next time I will see you
Without the rest of your posse

You want the key of the town
You want the key of the city
You run out of love
So you run out of pity
I am not a hippie
But the gun ah weh you licki'
Make me want fi sing some tunes
Just to counteract your ideas
No respect the woman
You nuh respect the ladies
You beat up the yute
And you smash up the grannies
Never see you 'lone
You always roll with an army
No I don't wanna be a likkle bang gang rookie

Too much bad boy comedy
In the cities community
Too much bad boy parody
More guns and violence than an American movie
Too much bad boy comedy
Tell me where is humility?
Too much bad boy parody
Next time I will see you
Without the rest of your posse

Me live through the eyes of nobody
Get the respect from the people
I don't need no brutality
Easy telly brigante my block celebrity
My hustle nuh pretty
Still me always roll too classy
Tell the rude boy and the shotties'
From London to Paris
Hold on with the crime and the murdering industry
Frustration grande
Situation shitty
When you live on the wrong side of the city

(Bad boy, bad boy)
Bad boy (bad boy, bad boy)
Bad boy (bad boy, bad boy)
Bad boy ((bad boy, bad boy)

(Gwan!) Too much bad boy comedy
In the cities community
Too much bad boy parody
More guns and violence than an American movie
Too much bad boy comedy
Tell me where is humility?
Too much bad boy parody
Next time I will see you
Without the rest of your posse

Hey rude boy!
Tell me if it would be your own granny would you rob her?
And would you stab your own brother?
Respect is the key of the success
Nevertheless they make you live in the wrong place
But you got to keep the faith
Full time humility, no stress
'Cause you know that you're blessed
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Writer: Simon Renaud Lafourcade, Gabriel Gregoire Martin Piotrowski, Aymeric Flavien Enguerrand Simon
Copyright: Lyrics © THIRD SIDE MUSIC INC

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