- Votes:
- Composers:
- Timothy Alexander
- Thomas Decarlo Callaway
- Les Claypool
- Rick James
- James Johnson
- Larry Laloude
 
- Genres:
- Hip-Hop
- Soul
 
- Tags:
- 00s
- atlanta
- rap
 
- See also:
Cee-Lo - Bad Mutha lyrics
Well, I don't know what you came to do
 (I don't know what you came to do)
 But I came to get this thang crunk for you
 (But I came to get this thang crunk for you)
 And I don't know who you came to see
 (And I don't know who you came to see)
 But ain't another muthafucker bad like me
 (But ain't another muthafucker bad like me)
 Wait a minute
 Hey, get up 'cause
 I'm a bad muthafucker
 I'm a bad muthafucker
 I'm a bad muthafucker
 I'm a bad muthafucker
 You think you bad
 You really think you bad
 Well, I'm bad, I'm bad, I'm bad
 I know I'm bad
 Goddammit, you think you bad
 You really think you bad
 Well, I'm bad, I'm bad
 But don't get mad
 What can I say that you don't already know
 I stay dead fresh all the way to the floor
 I ain't never ever been beaten before
 You get a bullet hole in your soul fuckin' with Lo
 I'm from Southwest whip a Jaguar S 1100
 Crucifix on my chest
 I could just stand still and shine like glass
 I got a mansion sittin' on 10 acres of grass
 I cannot stop
 I will not quit
 And nigga don't like it
 Got to deal with it
 Don't cross the line, shawty, let me be
 I got 100 niggas a kill 'bout me
 Yes y'all
 Yes, muthafuck the rest
 If you lookin' for the shit, Suga Baby the best
 You can talk all you want but betta not touch
 You can't handle me
 Ho, I'm just too much, rock
 You think you bad
 You really think you bad
 Well, I'm bad, I'm bad, I'm bad
 I know I'm bad
 Goddammit, you think you bad
 You really think you bad
 Well, I'm bad, I'm bad
 But don't get madCee-Lo - Bad Mutha - http://motolyrics.com/cee-lo/bad-mutha-lyrics.html
 I'm one of a kind
 I can read your mind
 Give soul to a stick
 And sight to the blind
 I can make the sun shine in the pouring rain
 I can even make the dead breath life again
 I can walk on water
 Take off and fly
 I'm a bad muthafucka
 I ain't gone lie
 My mother is nature
 This is why
 And my father is God
 We got a house in the sky
 I can touch your heart
 I can soothe your soul
 I can give your body warmth
 In the freezing cold
 I can give you joy
 When life got you low
 I can take away the pain and you'll hurt no more
 I can make every dream you got come true
 When you believing in me
 You believing in you
 And one last thing
 So you don't forget
 You got to be bad as hell to do that shit
 Rock
 You think you bad
 You really think you bad
 Well, I'm bad, I'm bad, I'm bad
 I know I'm bad
 Goddammit, you think you bad
 You really think you bad
 Well, I'm bad, I'm bad
 But don't get mad
 Shawty so bad
 Shawty so bad
 Shawty so bad
 Shawty so bad
 Clap yo hands in the air like this
 Boogie down and stomp, just twist
 Don't dare miss a minute of this
 This the funk that you can't resist
 Wave your hands high in the air
 Boogie down like you just don't care
 After I'm done you will agree
 Even a blind man can see
 That I'm a bad muthafucker













