Babalu Bad Boy Lyrics
| Song | Babalu Bad Boy |
| Artist | Mellow Man Ace |
| Album | The Brother With Two Tongues |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I came all the way from Cuba just to babalu ya | |
| On a raft to the river, from the river on to ya | |
| Steppin like a prisoner who came por El Mariel | |
| With a mission incomplete, cause I didn't kill Fidel | |
| I brought a conga drum and some Celia Cruz records | |
| My mother had me dressed in high-water pants with checkers | |
| Talkin 'bout, "Oye niño, no te hagate porfiado" | |
| "Grow up and make some records, so you don't have to live quemado" | |
| So now I'm that kid that brought the Spanglish lingo, baby | |
| With a guayabera shirt and a hat that drove you crazy | |
| Ladies tried to play me, so I had to play em back | |
| And called em mentirosa, but I'm fly and attract | |
| Now I'm a mega, ???, you see me on the pista | |
| Talkin 'bout Spanish Fly, my man, ??? | |
| And all my boys sit around and call me coy | |
| They gave me the name of Babalu Bad Boy | |
| [Grand Puba] (The Babalu Bad Boy) | |
| [VERSE 2] | |
| If you don't think that I can swing | |
| Check out the way I do my thing | |
| Yo, I move and shake and bake it | |
| Cause that's the way I make it | |
| I never front a move and everything just come butt-naked | |
| I lift it, uplift it, and shift it nifty | |
| Change my flow with two words you don't know | |
| Like mentirosa, mañana otra cosa | |
| And like I got your girlie hangin by the chocha | |
| Hangin and we're swingin it | |
| I think she like the way I came this year | |
| Oh what a cha cha, I mean what a muchacha | |
| Dancin to my hip-hop like it was some salsa | |
| But yo, this chumpie is comin sorta funky | |
| And Mellow is your mellow that be swingin like a monkey | |
| And the way I rhyme is makin sucker MC's mad | |
| Cause Mellow Man Ace is just Babalu bad | |
| (The Babalu Bad Boy) | |
| Take me to Cuba | |
| Straight from Havana | |
| [VERSE 3] | |
| Now you say I ain't no bickey | |
| But you're always on my dickey | |
| I tell ya, ??? so Ricky is sticky | |
| The way I run my rhyme makes you think I hit the hooter | |
| If Cypress got my back, well, that don't mean I hit the buddah | |
| I'm clever than ever and ever | |
| For who shall ever stop this endeavour | |
| To bring you bilingual lingo | |
| Liked by Hispanics, blacks and all you gringos | |
| Yo lo mezclo, I mix it, ??? and fix it | |
| Serve it up right so that you wanna kick it | |
| Spliff it like it was a joint | |
| Yo, it's the joint | |
| Yeah, burned to the point | |
| Get with it | |
| If you can't swing, just quit it | |
| Forget it, now just let it | |
| Flow, flow like Ricky Ricardo | |
| Yo Muggs, do me the favor and kick in the bongo | |
| Cause what's a Cuban man without a little conga | |
| A little salsa into my samba | |
| A little mambo into my bongo | |
| Boom-cacka-boom - that's how they go | |
| So Muggs, we quit, we're outta here | |
| I think I like the way I came this year | |
| See, I'm the Babalu bad boy... | |
| Babalu-ba-ba-la-ba-la-bam-boom | |
| Babalu-ba-ba-la-ba-la-bam-boom | |
| Babalooyee | |
| Babalooyee | |
| Babalu-ba-ba-la-ba-la-bam-boom | |
| Babalu-ba-ba-la-ba-la-bam-boom | |
| Babalooyee | |
| Babalooyee | |
| (The Babalu Bad Boy) |
| I came all the way from Cuba just to babalu ya | |
| On a raft to the river, from the river on to ya | |
| Steppin like a prisoner who came por El Mariel | |
| With a mission incomplete, cause I didn' t kill Fidel | |
| I brought a conga drum and some Celia Cruz records | |
| My mother had me dressed in highwater pants with checkers | |
| Talkin ' bout, " Oye ni o, no te hagate porfiado" | |
| " Grow up and make some records, so you don' t have to live quemado" | |
| So now I' m that kid that brought the Spanglish lingo, baby | |
| With a guayabera shirt and a hat that drove you crazy | |
| Ladies tried to play me, so I had to play em back | |
| And called em mentirosa, but I' m fly and attract | |
| Now I' m a mega, nbsp???, you see me on the pista | |
| Talkin ' bout Spanish Fly, my man, nbsp??? | |
| And all my boys sit around and call me coy | |
| They gave me the name of Babalu Bad Boy | |
| Grand Puba The Babalu Bad Boy | |
| VERSE 2 | |
| If you don' t think that I can swing | |
| Check out the way I do my thing | |
| Yo, I move and shake and bake it | |
| Cause that' s the way I make it | |
| I never front a move and everything just come buttnaked | |
| I lift it, uplift it, and shift it nifty | |
| Change my flow with two words you don' t know | |
| Like mentirosa, ma ana otra cosa | |
| And like I got your girlie hangin by the chocha | |
| Hangin and we' re swingin it | |
| I think she like the way I came this year | |
| Oh what a cha cha, I mean what a muchacha | |
| Dancin to my hiphop like it was some salsa | |
| But yo, this chumpie is comin sorta funky | |
| And Mellow is your mellow that be swingin like a monkey | |
| And the way I rhyme is makin sucker MC' s mad | |
| Cause Mellow Man Ace is just Babalu bad | |
| The Babalu Bad Boy | |
| Take me to Cuba | |
| Straight from Havana | |
| VERSE 3 | |
| Now you say I ain' t no bickey | |
| But you' re always on my dickey | |
| I tell ya, nbsp??? so Ricky is sticky | |
| The way I run my rhyme makes you think I hit the hooter | |
| If Cypress got my back, well, that don' t mean I hit the buddah | |
| I' m clever than ever and ever | |
| For who shall ever stop this endeavour | |
| To bring you bilingual lingo | |
| Liked by Hispanics, blacks and all you gringos | |
| Yo lo mezclo, I mix it, nbsp??? and fix it | |
| Serve it up right so that you wanna kick it | |
| Spliff it like it was a joint | |
| Yo, it' s the joint | |
| Yeah, burned to the point | |
| Get with it | |
| If you can' t swing, just quit it | |
| Forget it, now just let it | |
| Flow, flow like Ricky Ricardo | |
| Yo Muggs, do me the favor and kick in the bongo | |
| Cause what' s a Cuban man without a little conga | |
| A little salsa into my samba | |
| A little mambo into my bongo | |
| Boomcackaboom that' s how they go | |
| So Muggs, we quit, we' re outta here | |
| I think I like the way I came this year | |
| See, I' m the Babalu bad boy... | |
| Babalubabalabalabamboom | |
| Babalubabalabalabamboom | |
| Babalooyee | |
| Babalooyee | |
| Babalubabalabalabamboom | |
| Babalubabalabalabamboom | |
| Babalooyee | |
| Babalooyee | |
| The Babalu Bad Boy |
| I came all the way from Cuba just to babalu ya | |
| On a raft to the river, from the river on to ya | |
| Steppin like a prisoner who came por El Mariel | |
| With a mission incomplete, cause I didn' t kill Fidel | |
| I brought a conga drum and some Celia Cruz records | |
| My mother had me dressed in highwater pants with checkers | |
| Talkin ' bout, " Oye ni o, no te hagate porfiado" | |
| " Grow up and make some records, so you don' t have to live quemado" | |
| So now I' m that kid that brought the Spanglish lingo, baby | |
| With a guayabera shirt and a hat that drove you crazy | |
| Ladies tried to play me, so I had to play em back | |
| And called em mentirosa, but I' m fly and attract | |
| Now I' m a mega, nbsp???, you see me on the pista | |
| Talkin ' bout Spanish Fly, my man, nbsp??? | |
| And all my boys sit around and call me coy | |
| They gave me the name of Babalu Bad Boy | |
| Grand Puba The Babalu Bad Boy | |
| VERSE 2 | |
| If you don' t think that I can swing | |
| Check out the way I do my thing | |
| Yo, I move and shake and bake it | |
| Cause that' s the way I make it | |
| I never front a move and everything just come buttnaked | |
| I lift it, uplift it, and shift it nifty | |
| Change my flow with two words you don' t know | |
| Like mentirosa, ma ana otra cosa | |
| And like I got your girlie hangin by the chocha | |
| Hangin and we' re swingin it | |
| I think she like the way I came this year | |
| Oh what a cha cha, I mean what a muchacha | |
| Dancin to my hiphop like it was some salsa | |
| But yo, this chumpie is comin sorta funky | |
| And Mellow is your mellow that be swingin like a monkey | |
| And the way I rhyme is makin sucker MC' s mad | |
| Cause Mellow Man Ace is just Babalu bad | |
| The Babalu Bad Boy | |
| Take me to Cuba | |
| Straight from Havana | |
| VERSE 3 | |
| Now you say I ain' t no bickey | |
| But you' re always on my dickey | |
| I tell ya, nbsp??? so Ricky is sticky | |
| The way I run my rhyme makes you think I hit the hooter | |
| If Cypress got my back, well, that don' t mean I hit the buddah | |
| I' m clever than ever and ever | |
| For who shall ever stop this endeavour | |
| To bring you bilingual lingo | |
| Liked by Hispanics, blacks and all you gringos | |
| Yo lo mezclo, I mix it, nbsp??? and fix it | |
| Serve it up right so that you wanna kick it | |
| Spliff it like it was a joint | |
| Yo, it' s the joint | |
| Yeah, burned to the point | |
| Get with it | |
| If you can' t swing, just quit it | |
| Forget it, now just let it | |
| Flow, flow like Ricky Ricardo | |
| Yo Muggs, do me the favor and kick in the bongo | |
| Cause what' s a Cuban man without a little conga | |
| A little salsa into my samba | |
| A little mambo into my bongo | |
| Boomcackaboom that' s how they go | |
| So Muggs, we quit, we' re outta here | |
| I think I like the way I came this year | |
| See, I' m the Babalu bad boy... | |
| Babalubabalabalabamboom | |
| Babalubabalabalabamboom | |
| Babalooyee | |
| Babalooyee | |
| Babalubabalabalabamboom | |
| Babalubabalabalabamboom | |
| Babalooyee | |
| Babalooyee | |
| The Babalu Bad Boy |
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