Lyrics

[Intro Skit] Yea yea yea man I'm ready to think about taking that truck man Yea me too man Yea we got all the honeys Aw man you know I'm tryna go there Fo sho' Aw for real Ay man but uh, got a little game style dare Man you can't be lookin' all fresh and everything (Yea) You might get robbed or something [Verse 1: Dr Who Dat?] Hey hey hey hey hey hey Everyday yo I be thinkin' 'bout this Sometimes we tight rough when some be livin' in bliss I'm like yo yo yo, what up with this? It like the darker you are the lesser your risks Not only in the US It's all over the world no matter where your head rests Let's take a trip to Brazil Now talk about the cocoman I'm talkin' the real Deep in the Favela (Corrupt cops) Man I ain't even start 'cus they might get got Or even set you up Even come through floss and gotta Annie up Now it's a beautiful place But you might [?] by a beautiful face But that's not always the case Yo it depends where on you goin' Or what skirt that you chase So don't be a idiot or too curious Might get robbed by some inner city kid But that's the truth and there's proof And it's not really they fault It's the government dude But there will be a brighter day These young little homies ain't gotta spray AK At these corrupt cops and look at this guy while they say [Chorus: Dr Who Dat? & Sample] Bada, ba-bada, ba babada bada Yea, we need change Bada, ba-bada, ba babada bada Know what I'm sayin'? Everybody say Bada, ba-bada, ba babada bada Yea, and I ain't talkin' bout no pennies Bada, ba-bada, ba babada bada And there will be another day Bada, ba-bada, ba babada bada Everybody say Bada, ba-bada, ba babada bada Jerome where you at? [Verse 2: ?] Hall dark Rushed in a alleyway Ain't got state But got jews and shoes to take Spot a mark from a mile away While running shanty towns Be the OG's playground Started off political Thank the World Bank for the change Creates debt Creates death The depth is deep William Burlrose down Pick up the uprising from off the ground Grab your minor from this samba-samba Brazil she's a heartbreaker Keeps pullin' me closer So imma keep rock for her Until my foes in the slums is to coin it To the most annoying [Verse 3: Dr Who Dat?] 'Cus currently We the most disappointed And we don't need a compass Or pen to point it These are the days of the wicked days You see young kid blazes and he don't even fazes We'll let this crazy world just race us But we gotta switch it up and be able to rip it up We had enough 'cus life is tough See your hands and throw it up [Chorus: Sample] Bada, ba-bada, ba babada bada (Throw your hands up) Bada, ba-bada, ba babada bada (Come on, yea) Bada, ba-bada, ba babada bada (Now everybody say) Bada, ba-bada, ba babada bada (All my people say) Bada, ba-bada, ba babada bada (Say it loud with me) Bada, ba-bada, ba babada bada (Everybody come on) Bada, ba-bada, ba babada bada da (Come on come on) Bada, ba-bada, ba babada bada (Come on) Bada, ba-bada, ba babada bada (Keep it going)