Текст песни Mellow Man Ace - Babalu Bad Boy
Mellow Man Ace - Babalu Bad Boy слова песни
[ VERSE 1 ]I came all the way from Cuba just to babalu yaOn a raft to the river, from the river on to yaSteppin like a prisoner who came por El MarielWith a mission incomplete, cause I didn`t kill FidelI brought a conga drum and some Celia Cruz recordsMy mother had me dressed in high-water pants with checkersTalkin `bout, "Oye niсo, no te hagate porfiado""Grow up and make some records, so you don`t have to live quemado"So now I`m that kid that brought the Spanglish lingo, babyWith a guayabera shirt and a hat that drove you crazyLadies tried to play me, so I had to play em backAnd called em mentirosa, but I`m fly and attractNow I`m a mega, ???, you see me on the pistaTalkin `bout Spanish Fly, my man, ???And all my boys sit around and call me coyThey gave me the name of Babalu Bad Boy (The Babalu Bad Boy) --> Grand Puba[ VERSE 2 ]If you don`t think that I can swingCheck out the way I do my thingYo, I move and shake and bake itCause that`s the way I make itI never front a move and everything just come butt-nakedI lift it, uplift it, and shift it niftyChange my flow with two words you don`t knowLike mentirosa, maсana otra cosaAnd like I got your girlie hangin by the chochaHangin and we`re swingin itI think she like the way I came this yearOh what a cha cha, I mean what a muchachaDancin to my hip-hop like it was some salsaBut yo, this chumpie is comin sorta funkyAnd Mellow is your mellow that be swingin like a monkeyAnd the way I rhyme is makin sucker MC`s madCause Mellow Man Ace is just Babalu bad (The Babalu Bad Boy) Take me to Cuba Straight from Havana[ VERSE 3 ]Now you say I ain`t no bickeyBut you`re always on my dickeyI tell ya, ??? so Ricky is stickyThe way I run my rhyme makes you think I hit the hooterIf Cypress got my back, well, that don`t mean I hit the buddahI`m clever than ever and everFor who shall ever stop this endeavourTo bring you bilingual lingoLiked by Hispanics, blacks and all you gringosYo lo mezclo, I mix it, ??? and fix itServe it up right so that you wanna kick itSpliff it like it was a jointYo, it`s the joint Yeah, burned to the pointGet with itIf you can`t swing, just quit itForget it, now just let itFlow, flow like Ricky RicardoYo Muggs, do me the favor and kick in the bongoCause what`s a Cuban man without a little congaA little salsa into my sambaA little mambo into my bongoBoom-cacka-boom - that`s how they goSo Muggs, we quit, we`re outta hereI think I like the way I came this yearSee, I`m the Babalu bad boy...Babalu-ba-ba-la-ba-la-bam-boomBabalu-ba-ba-la-ba-la-bam-boomBabalooyeeBabalooyeeBabalu-ba-ba-la-ba-la-bam-boomBabalu-ba-ba-la-ba-la-bam-boomBabalooyeeBabalooyee(The Babalu Bad Boy)