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  • Текст песни Hinder - Bad Muthafucka

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    I'm laying in bed
    With a lit cigarette
    Can't say if last night
    Was a blonde or brunette

    Megawatts is on the phone
    Keeps blowing me up
    And there's three shots of whiskey
    In my coffee cup

    I'm a bad mutha fucka, heeh
    (Hehehehe)
    I'm a bad mutha fucka
    (I'M A BAD MUTHA FUCKA! Hehehe)

    I can polish off a bottle
    In the blink of an eye
    I can drink all night
    And not pay a dime

    Just to soon kick your ass
    As I take a piss
    Fuck, even Chuck Norris
    Don't want none of this

    I'm a bad mutha fucka (Hehe)

    I can pick up any chick
    I meet at the bar
    I can even take the one
    Right off of your arm

    I got a woman at home
    Got a kid on the way
    I got a girl in New York
    And four more in L.A.

    I'm a bad mutha fucka
    (Mutha fucka, hehehe)
    I'm a bad mutha fucka (Hehe)
    (Hahaha)

    I got hookers by the hand
    Four-five at a time
    But they're the ones paying me
    By the end of the night

    Pimps hunt me down
    And try to get the cash
    And then me and Samuel Jackson
    Bust a cap in their ass

    We're bad mutha fuckas (Hæh!)
    Bad mutha fuckas, come on
    (Hahaha)

    Writing bad checks
    To the I.R.S.
    I'm a master at passing
    Sobriety tests

    (Hahaha!)

    Selling dope to the Hot Topic
    Kids at the mall
    I'm like O.J. baby
    I get away with it all

    (Hahaha!)
    It wasn't me
    (Hahaha!)

    I'm a bad mutha fucka (Hehehe)
    And he's in jail mutha fucka, come on

    I got a room in my house
    For my ten foot bong
    I'm pretty sure George Thorogood
    Wrote me a song

    I'm a bad, bad, bad
    To the bone, mutha fucka

    Bad to the bone
    (Bad mutha fucka!)

    There's only one motherfucker that may be badder than me
    And that would be Rob Corddry
    (Hahaha)

    By the way
    Before I sing this
    You should know
    I was raised Catholic

    But
    I'm a virgin alterboy

    (hahaha)

    I get stoned on sunday
    Take my grandma to church
    I pick up all the girls
    In catholic skirts

    Tell them that I got
    A big van full of toys
    Hell it looks better than the preacher
    Jerking off little boys

    He's WORSE than a bad mutha fucka
    (Hahaha)

    I'm a bad mutha fucka
    He's a bad bad man

    (HAHAHA!)
    Just saying
    Don't even know what to call that
    Burning in hell?

    My dad is so proud of me, hahaha

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