Bad Boys lyrics

What is this having-a-picnic sh*t in my car?
Please, man, I'm not getting my sex at home
Don't deny me this.
You sleep with a beautiful woman every night.
I'm married. That's what married means.
It means you sleep together, but you can't get none.
Watch it with all that sh*t, all right?
Look, where's your cup holders?
- I don't have one. - You don't have one?
$ for this car, and you ain't got no cup holder?
It's $ . This is one of the fastest production cars on the planet.
Zero to sixty in four seconds, sweetie. This is a limited edition.
You damn right it's limited. No cup holder, no backseat.
It's a shiny di*k with two chairs in it.
I guess we the balls just dragging the f*ck along.
Damn. Sorry.
- Get it. - I can't get down there.
You got an engine floor up here.
My sh*t won't go down in there.
Go. Titty-titty, strutty-strutty.
Go on. Make them want it.
I ain't your wife to be cleaning up after you.
Watch my hand. My sh*t can't get down there. It gets stuck.
- You come up with this sh*t. - Get that fry.
This ain't no goddamn Denny's. Don't eat in my car.
I wouldn't buy sh*t from Denny's. I
don't like the way we been treated.
You ain't interested in the fry. You all up in that.
- Get out of the car, man. - sh*t.
- What the f*ck? - Me and my team have had a big week...
so just get the f*ck out of the car.
Damn. What are you weighing, ?
I bet you're a big chicken-eating motherf*cker.
- Get the f*ck out. - I always get the big motherf*ckers.