Bad Things Come In Threes Introduction
Oooo, he's a bad motherfucker
"Trunx you're the greatest"
Bad things come in threes
BADrecords got what you need
Bad things come in threes
BADrecords got what you need
Bad things come in threes
BADrecords got what you need
Bad things come in threes
Mmm mmm mmmm
Uh - Best rapper in Portland Oregon no discussion
No bluffin' I don't tongue lash, bitch, you know I'm buckin'
Verbal calisthenics horrendous venom in my sentences
Have you any idea what the street value of this mountain is?
I sold cocaine to a coven - now I'm the reaper on percussion
Sold your cousin some reefer and a dozen percs with no repercussions
A Tree Top's texting me typos he called me a "Son of a Birch"
They called me Domingo because on Sundays I was the only one doing the work
Paid the cost to be the boss. People cross the street when they see me
I put your friend on a shirt? Bad Ol' BeeJee gives ya the heebeejeebees?
Ugly duckling, trucking drugs I'm white trash with some big jorts to fill
Working the wheel, shoot to kill, rob and steal
What up?
BADrecords - Bitch I'm BADrecords
In the streets, I tote the heat while I'm slangin' bad records
BADrecords, Bad, BADrecords
Go ask police they'll tell ya he got a bad record
BADrecords, Bad, BADrecords
I plan my future like chess because my past is checkered
Bitch I'm BADrecords, Bad, BADrecords
All these haters jealous cause all he needs is two letters
Bad things come in threes
Let's get it
"Trunx you're the greatest"
Bad things come in threes
BADrecords got what you need
Bad things come in threes
BADrecords got what you need
Bad things come in threes
BADrecords got what you need
Bad things come in threes
Mmm mmm mmmm
Uh - Best rapper in Portland Oregon no discussion
No bluffin' I don't tongue lash, bitch, you know I'm buckin'
Verbal calisthenics horrendous venom in my sentences
Have you any idea what the street value of this mountain is?
I sold cocaine to a coven - now I'm the reaper on percussion
Sold your cousin some reefer and a dozen percs with no repercussions
A Tree Top's texting me typos he called me a "Son of a Birch"
They called me Domingo because on Sundays I was the only one doing the work
Paid the cost to be the boss. People cross the street when they see me
I put your friend on a shirt? Bad Ol' BeeJee gives ya the heebeejeebees?
Ugly duckling, trucking drugs I'm white trash with some big jorts to fill
Working the wheel, shoot to kill, rob and steal
What up?
BADrecords - Bitch I'm BADrecords
In the streets, I tote the heat while I'm slangin' bad records
BADrecords, Bad, BADrecords
Go ask police they'll tell ya he got a bad record
BADrecords, Bad, BADrecords
I plan my future like chess because my past is checkered
Bitch I'm BADrecords, Bad, BADrecords
All these haters jealous cause all he needs is two letters
Bad things come in threes
Let's get it
Credits
Writer(s): Amy Green
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