Bad Folks

When my heart grows cold I like to go down to a hole Where lunatics run the show Its a dark haunt where i head to feel fine & wait for a pretty lady to run her eyes over mine I had a good señorita but i couldn't keep her yaknow My friends always hangin around Drug runners, gun runners, rum runners Them runners ran my baby right outta town Bad bad folks, i know a woman named valentine, ain't nothin like the saint, cupid had a bow she a big booty judy and her bow is a russian ak She had a cheating i man shot him right through the chin laid the gun in the street sat down on the curb went to prison said shed do it again Bad bad folks, when my heart turns cold I likе to go Down to a place Where lunatics run thе show It's a place you can't go full of them bad bad folks The law don't come we fuck & fight for fun If you get a good bene in your body better run baby Don't let us catchya hangin round them bad bad folks I know a man named leroy brown Ain't nothing like the song He got a scar cross his threat about yay long He got 3 bodies on the same gun I know a boy named pie taylor Ain't nothin like the show Had to go on the run when he set a boy on fire Cuz he were the wrong color clothes Bad bad folks, i had a good señorita but i couldn't keep her so i traded her ass in for half a dozen bad bonitas...