thang steady wavin' for some action The wagons kinda crowded though The whole car was leanin' back Jamie tryin' to keep it steady with the greeny on his lap Rude Boy
Motel 8 Fingers in her booty, strawberry shake Daddy walks in and see the sick clown Moving his butt cheeks up and down Nate the Mack and Jump Steady Rude Boy
ladder This is another song, we check out the style that I've Picked and rip, I be the wickedest man alive No rude boy, come test the sound of 'Treacherous
level boy They call me Devil Boy, they call me Devil Boy 'Cause I am not the everyday I'm not no mellow boy They call me Devil Boy, they call me Devil Boy
for talkin' all the fuck-a-ree We move with the toon boy, we shoot'em and move boy Yes you could say we are the Rudest of rude boys Move that, do that
you wanna rock It's crew love Rocafella 'til I die Nigga keep it moving, don't get caught up in this drive-by The breaks over, your boy about to take
really disappear? Jay really not visit there? Dame and Beans are they tight as it seems Or is it all fabricated from dat same fabric Now rip the rock
motivator, funky beat maker New jack terminator, enjoy to destroy, because your rhyme's a toy Never sweatin no click , Why P?, cause I'm a b-boy When we on the scene, we always rock
watch me rock it Can't mock the rap style so, boy, stop it (So, what's the name?) John Doe, 'k, it's a slow flow 'Swiss Miff' crazy, the boy's loco Like
, little black hoody girl, huff and puff And blow this house right on down everybody gettin' Krunk In every town, the champion sound control the place Stylistic gals in a rude boy
, he was a dupe Instead of Polo he wore Brute La-di-da-di What? La-di-da-di Uh-huh, word to mother The boy was rude, I didn't approve He tried to make
bust nigga If, you don't know, who I be You betta ask somebody about me And they'll tell ya I'm a soldier boy And I done told ya, over and over boy
on and on, on and on and on Checka checka it out, to the breaka breaka dawn, it's on Make room for one rude boy Bad mood boy, new and old school boy
what I say And further more Call me a poser, call me a fake I'd like to pour diarrhea in your vanilla milkshake Rude boy, rude boy, there's a hint
Look at me, what do you see? You see the OG, you ashamed to be So fuck you, you pretty little rich fat boy You can suck my dick just like that boy Talkin
, look at me, whatdya see ya, ya see the OG u ashamed to be, so fuck u, u pretty lil rich frat boy u can suck my dick just like that boy Chorus I
I got no love for the beast Hailin' from the big East Coast Where niggaz pack toast Home of the drug kingpins and cut throats (Hey boy, you's the rude boy
'm a rude boy, I ain't you, boy I got the money and the girl and the cool toys I"m confident and two boys, ladies call it, ooh boy Ecstasy, not the pill