Bad Mutha Fucka

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 as soon kick your ass

As I take a piss

Even fuckin' Chuck Norris

Don't want none of this



I'm a bad mutha fucka (Hehe)



I can pick up any chick

That 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 get 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, come on



I write bad checks to the IRS

I'm a master at passin sobreity tests

I sell dope to the Hot Topic kids at the mall

I'm like OJ baby, I get away with it all

It wasn't me



I'm a bad mutha fucka

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 Thurgor even wrote me a song

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

Bad to the bone



There's only one mutha fucka that may be badder than me...

That may be Rock Williams (?)



Now, before I sing this, I want you to know that I was raised Catholic

But I'm a virgin alter boy



I get stoned on Sunday then take my grandma to church

I pick up all the girls in the catholic skirts,

I tell them i got a big van full of toys

Hell, it's better than the preacher jerkin' off little boys



He's worse than a bad mutha fucka

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



I'm just sayin.. I dunno what you call that. Burning in hell?