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Dirty Cop
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Eddy Baker
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Bad Boys 2. (Mike Lowrey) Jeffery. Baker. (Mike Lowrey) Know what I'm saying we in this b*t*h smoked (on my Mike Lowrey) out loc'ed out all that sh*t. You hear my chains jingling through the microphone. Look Big t**ty b*t*h bout to show me how her face hit (lil b*t*h) Big 40 Glock and bowie knife where my waist is (b,b,BOOM) Dirty motherf**ker but I still ain't caught no cases Killing all these co-ed b*t*hes like I'm Jason (yeah) I am not a game play with me it's game over (it's game over) Girls on the d**k tryna touch it like controller (smash) F**k her then I smokе a blunt while she doing yoga (smoke somе) Switch it up now I'm with my plug eating kosher (really) Smoking cigarettes like a war vet Drive the F-Type jaguar like a Corvette (Mike Lowrey) Just got a text "where the w****s at?" I don't give a damn if it was Jesus I'd ignore that (Jeffery) Told y'all n***as I was up next Y'all ain't believe the sh*t was gon' work like ForEx (nah) My b*t*h got a daughter but her a** barrettes Cuss for no reason like I had Tourettes (yo) Need a chef hat Eddy Baker b*t*h I'm stacking dough (lil b*t*h) Malibu beach on a boat with a buncha hoes (yeah) Smoking big woods gotta chief everywhere we go (smoke some) I done came up f**king sl*ts out the videos (real sh*t) N***a talk sh*t mask up let the city blow (b,BOOM) Real bad a** bad boy b*t*h who wanna go (yeah) Hot boy spitting hot sh*t yeah I'm really cold (lil b*t*h) Catch a n***a slippin' with his b*t*hes I'm like gimme those (gimme those) Kept a n***a drugs like a dirty cop Silence on the Glock but you heard a pop And you heard a drop High as hell walking round like a juggernaut (Jeff) Tryna see if this b*t*h gon' let me f**k or not (yo) I can't even tell if I'm high or not Got drunk, woke up at somebody tire shop (Mike Lowrey) Ay, I smack a n***a with a padlock Doc Jeff, Mike Lowrey, I'm a bad cop (bad boy for life) Very well established (yeah) Always with a bad one (lil b*t*h) Bustin through the door with twin pistols And we blasting (b,b,BOOM) Mike watch my back said he got me like some adlibs Walk in Air J's give a f**k about them damn kids F**kin' all the hoes at the precinct B*t*h came over the next day we had a repeat (Mike Lowrey) I drop the top on peach tree I take a bad b*t*h back like I had a receipt Coupe same color as some sweet tea (yeah) This is not a Mustang GT (nah) Hella high smoking out the precinct (smoke some) Still get them bowls on GP (bad boys for life!) (yeah!)
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