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...