Alba s touto skladbou:
Bad Intentions (Deluxe Edition),
I do my thing, I do my thing.
I’m getting paper, fucking hate, I’m gonna see you later,
All it is, a low range, around few exchanger,
You interrogate, BBD interrogators,
I’ll not be running through these streets like my brother, Beaver.
Alligators is that I rob you from your parents gates,
You know me, I’m here to chat in everybody’s change.
I say this rap game has died, I came to save it,
Everybody here is nuts, but this song will save it.
I never let nobody carry me, streets made a mad on be, rap be my family.
Slow told, no edit, no throw, I play it quite dilly,
Never had a silver screen and let nobody count for me.
I’m not a star, I’m the motherfucking galaxy
Catch me, if you can, but it ain’t nobody gonna be catching me.
Sorry anybody, if you’re hurt, it goes by me,
In my fools, this guy’s stuck, play the rapper’s debt.
‘cause they don’t do what we do, beemis wanna fuck us,
I’m fly on a seagull, I’m the daddy, daddy,
Sign me on a hoard, putting on to my people,
Suck a dick, suck a dick, I ain’t the one moving the pedo
I drive these bitches crazy, you ain’t having my kid,
But you can always dream, my baby, I’m the daddy-daddy.
I do my thing, I do my thing, I get it in,
So you wanna talk shit? You kill ‘em, badda-boom, badda-bing, badda-bing.
Middle finger up, how you save the rap,
Loud mouth, many movements, getting in the banger,
Everybody for my present like I’m Adam Sandler,
I ain’t ever stunk a bee, but I’d stink a ganja.
Stuck you up, star, make ‘em throw their hands up,
You said fun, you see the fun, they’re singing Benny Banks songs.
I know that I’m in the zone, but I ain’t be in anger,
Courtesy, North London, that’s where I come from.
I’ll admit it, guys, I don’t represent the dungeon,
I gave you boom, bang, bang, but I ain’t put you down, yet.
Before I turn badda-bing into a numb,
But most of you rappers is easy competition, might never offend you.
Bunch of actors acting like some gangsters,
But they’re really wanksters, just a bunch of pranksters.
You should try dry costumes, some Dirty Sanchos,
I see my rap fisting up kind of hostess.
‘cause they don’t do what we do, beemis wanna fuck us,
I’m fly on a seagull, I’m the daddy, daddy,
Sign me on a hoard, putting on to my people,
Suck a dick, suck a dick, I ain’t the one moving the pedo
I drive these bitches crazy, you ain’t having my kid,
But you can always dream, my baby, I’m the daddy-daddy.
I do my thing, I do my thing, I get it in,
So you wanna talk shit? You kill ‘em, badda-boom, badda-bing, badda-bing.
Big smile on my face, I be getting money,
Pull my name out your mouth, never been a dentist.
Imma put my hands out my fans, many thanks, ‘cause we just set up a new grudge.
Who’s the daddy, daddy?
‘cause they don’t do what we do, beemis wanna fuck us,
I’m fly on a seagull, I’m the daddy, daddy,
Sign me on a hoard, putting on to my people,
Suck a dick, suck a dick, I ain’t the one moving the pedo
I drive these bitches crazy, you ain’t having my kid,
But you can always dream, my baby, I’m the daddy-daddy.
I do my thing, I do my thing, I get it in,
So you wanna talk shit? You kill ‘em, badda-boom, badda-bing, badda-bing.
Who’s the daddy, daddy?
