Bad Reputation Songtext
von Kid Rock
Bad Reputation Songtext
I got them womens, I got my friends
I got that fuck you money that I ain′t afraid to spend
I got the hook 'em, I got the juice
A big-ass honky tonk and tonight I′m busting loose
So what I'm drunk? that ain't no crime
I got a bad reputation for a real good time, woo
I′m in the papers, I′m in the news
Fuck all the haters and them iphone camera crews
Bring on the strippers, pour me a shot
Rehab's for quitters and there′s one thing I'm definitely not
I′m talking shit, I'm spitting rhymes
I got a bad reputation for a real good time
Bad reputation (bad reputation)
Got a bad reputation (bad reputation)
Bad reputation (bad reputation)
Got a bad reputation
Let′s do some shots, you're looking fine
I got a bad reputation for a real good time
I got guns, I got jets
I'm having shit tons of fun but I ain′t done yet
You wanna bet, lay down some cash
I′m rolling sevens like a legend, baby, don't front
Pass me some gravy, that jug of wine
I got a bad reputation for a real good time
Bad reputation (bad reputation)
Got a bad reputation (bad reputation)
Talking bad reputation (bad reputation)
Bad reputation
Let′s smoke some weed, let's sip some shine
I got a bad reputation for a real good time
Bad reputation (bad reputation)
Bad reputation (bad reputation)
Got a bad reputation (bad reputation)
So bad, so bad (for a real good time)
Bad reputation (bad reputation)
Got a bad reputation (bad reputation)
Bad reputation (hey, yeah)
Let′s smoke a bowl, let's drink some wine
Let′s rock 'n' roll, we′re running outta time
Let′s get loud tonight y'all
And leave our troubles behind
I got that fuck you money that I ain′t afraid to spend
I got the hook 'em, I got the juice
A big-ass honky tonk and tonight I′m busting loose
So what I'm drunk? that ain't no crime
I got a bad reputation for a real good time, woo
I′m in the papers, I′m in the news
Fuck all the haters and them iphone camera crews
Bring on the strippers, pour me a shot
Rehab's for quitters and there′s one thing I'm definitely not
I′m talking shit, I'm spitting rhymes
I got a bad reputation for a real good time
Bad reputation (bad reputation)
Got a bad reputation (bad reputation)
Bad reputation (bad reputation)
Got a bad reputation
Let′s do some shots, you're looking fine
I got a bad reputation for a real good time
I got guns, I got jets
I'm having shit tons of fun but I ain′t done yet
You wanna bet, lay down some cash
I′m rolling sevens like a legend, baby, don't front
Pass me some gravy, that jug of wine
I got a bad reputation for a real good time
Bad reputation (bad reputation)
Got a bad reputation (bad reputation)
Talking bad reputation (bad reputation)
Bad reputation
Let′s smoke some weed, let's sip some shine
I got a bad reputation for a real good time
Bad reputation (bad reputation)
Bad reputation (bad reputation)
Got a bad reputation (bad reputation)
So bad, so bad (for a real good time)
Bad reputation (bad reputation)
Got a bad reputation (bad reputation)
Bad reputation (hey, yeah)
Let′s smoke a bowl, let's drink some wine
Let′s rock 'n' roll, we′re running outta time
Let′s get loud tonight y'all
And leave our troubles behind
Writer(s): Robert Ritchie, John Eddie Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com