Bad boys, bad boys whatcha want Whatcha gonna do when sheriff John Brown Come for you tell me whatcha gonna do
Bad boys bad boys Watcha gonna do, whatcha gonna do When they come for you
When yoiu were eight and you had bad traits You go to school and you learn the golden rule So why are you acting like a bloody fool If you get hot you must get cool
Bad boys, bad boys Watcha gonna do whatcha gonna do When they come for you
You chuck it on this one you chuck it on this one You chuck it on mother And you chuck it on you father
You chuck it on you brother And you chuck it on you sister You chuck it on that one And you chuck it on me
Bad boys, bad boys Watcha gonna do whatcha gonna do When they come for you
Nobody naw give you no break Police naw give you no break Soldier naw give you no break Not even you idren naw give you no break
Bad boys, bad boys Watcha gonna do whatcha gonna do When they come for you
Why did you have to act So mean don't you know You're a human being Born of a mother
With the love of a father Reflections come and reflections go I know sometimes you want to let go I know sometimes you want to let go
Bad boys, bad boys Watcha gonna do whatcha gonna do When they come for you
Compositores: Patrice L. Rushen, Fred Douglas Washington Jr., Theresa G. Mc Faddin (Mac Faddin Theresa G), Willard C Smith (The Fresh Prince) ECAD: Obra #6339937 Fonograma #1878099