Pepsi Press Conference

Your butt is mine
Gonna tell te right
Just mostra your face
In broad daylight
I'm telling you
On how I feel
Gonna hurt your mind
Don't shoot to kill
Come on,
Come on,
Lay it on me
All right . . .

I'm giving you
On count of three
To mostra your stuff
Or let it be . . .
I'm telling you
Just watch your mouth
I know your game
What you're about

Well they say the sky's the limit
And to me that's really true
But my friend te have seen nothing
Just wait 'til I get through . . .

Because I'm bad, I'm bad -, come on
Bad bad-really, really bad)
You know I'm bad, I'm bad - te know it
Bad bad-really, really bad)
You know I'm bad, I'm...