Bad Muthafucker

You're trying to take me to a place where the sun only shine on a few
And trying to make the kinda deals
Like the devil gotta plan for you
They say that 16 tons can take a man to his grave
I see you carrying 17
Eating all your cake

I leave it all on the floor
Cos that's what you gotta do
What kind of man
Would I be without rules?
Something like you
But nothing like you cos you're a

BAD
BA-AD
BAD
BAD MUTHAFUCKER TO ME

BAD
BA-AD
BAD
BAD MUTHAFUCKER TO ME
BAD MUTHAFUCKER TO ME
OH YOU A BAD MUTHAFUCKER

I'm trying to hold on tight
For dear life
When you wanna do your thing
Cos your thing
But your thing ain't the thing
That I need to bring the sunshine in
I'd shoot for a prayer if I thought that it would ease
But ain't no passages or prophets
Got the words for my relief

I can't leave it up to God
I know that's what some gotta do
What kinda man
Would I be without rules?

Something like you
But nothing so cruel, cos you're a

BAD
BA-AD
BAD
BAD MUTHAFUCKER TO ME

BAD
BA-AD
BAD
BAD MUTHAFUCKER TO ME
BAD MUTHAFUCKER TO ME
OH YOU A BAD MUTHAFUCKER

I can't leave it up to God
I know that's what some gotta do
What kinda man
Would I be without rules?

Something like you
But nothing like you, cos you're a

BAD
BA-AD
BAD
BAD MUTHAFUCKER TO ME

BAD
OH YOU BA-AD
BAD
BAD MUTHAFUCKER TO ME

BAD
BA-AD
BAD
BAD MUTHAFUCKER TO ME

BAD
OH YOU BA-AD
BAD
BAD MUTHAFUCKER TO ME
BAD MUTHAFUCKER TO ME
OH YOU A BAD MUTHAFUCKER
BAD MUTHAFUCKER TO ME
OH YOU A BAD MUTHAFUCKER NOW!