They Love Me (Street Version)

[Intro: Sample from Juliette Lewis’s “Born Bad”]
I guess I was born
Naturally born, born bad

[Interlude 1: The Bad Seed]
1975. February 6th, nigga. Uh oh. Let’s go. What up, Will? I hear dollar signs, Will. Uh oh. Hold the cash registers. Uh oh, uh oh

[Verse 1: The Bad Seed]
Yo, yo, yo
Broke nigga—no deal, no car, no jewels
Since the old school, hoes seen me go fool
I’m the nigga, make the room sunny, take the durag
Off and look stunning, million bucks with no money
There he go again, taking your shine
Any bitch you fucking, any dough you making is mine
Ask yourself, “How this nigga got these hoes?
And, damn, how the fuck this nigga get them clothes?
And, shit, where the fuck this nigga learn to spit?
NY, why this nigga be on my bitch mind?”
My nigga James know we ‘bout to get dough
How our homecoming? D.C. hoes coming
Bust up in their mouth and leave they nose running
I’m the nigga that’ll wile out, fuck my own cousin

[Hook: The Bad Seed] (x2)
It’s the reason I fucked your bitch. It’s the reason
That she buy me shit and scoop me in your whip
‘Cause they love me and it’s bugged
So the niggas wanna hate me

[Verse 2: The Bad Seed]
Yo, I ain’t no Blood, ain’t no Crip
I ain’t no punk, I ain’t no bitch
Fuck around, little nigga, and I’ll spray your six
So I suggest that y’all change y’all pitch
Fuck you know about getting blazed on spliffs?
Running nigga pockets just to pay y’all rents?
Bad Seed come around, they all pissed
Their baby moms starstruck, on my dick
What y’all think? Act up, get hurt
Blood all over your FUBU sweatshirt
I’m from B-to-the-R-double-O-K
L-Y-N, so IA
Come up in the spot, all the hoes smiling
If a nigga wanna front, we’ll be all wiling

[Hook: The Bad Seed] (x2)
It’s the reason I fucked your bitch. It’s the reason
That she buy me shit and scoop me in your whip
‘Cause they love me and it’s bugged
So the niggas wanna hate me

[Outro: The Bad Seed]
Uh. Uh. From the top to the bottom. BK be wiling. Uh, uh, uh, uh, here we go. Here we go