Let me hear you say...



I ain't mad at all

Bought a fat jam to make you flip the script

Don't want to sleep and misbehave

Understand what I'm saying



I'm all about makin some fat louies

So I can buy my kids

Motorcycles, candybars, Peter Paul

Flavor Flave, he ain't mad at all

Boyee



Poppa's got a brand new flav so once

Again here we go (X 4)

I ain't mad at all (X 3)



What you know

What you know bout that boy?



Noodles, neon noodles

On a fifth chillin with a toy

He's chillin

Thought he had a pit bull

Eating brussel sprouts but he had a big bite

He tried to bite me

He tried to get me

I turned around and I

Hit him with my bike



They picked me up

Put me in a wagon

The bottom fell out and my ass start draggin



Who put the cuffs on Flava

Why you gonna go and do that

He's the Flavor mack (X 2)



I ain't mad at all (X 2)



Yo check out my honey hoe's

Sing that shit gee



There's a Flavor Flav

So what your girlie







Before she wanna sneak out early

Cause on the di

Flavor snatched her up



First there was superfly

But Flavor's got more style

And you can't tell because your crackin up



Let me hear you say...



Kick it



Kick it



I ain't mad at all (X 6)



I got the feeling I got to tell ya

You be a star

And the man try to jail ya

I don't pollute

So why should I give a hoot

You ask

Why you livin foul



Na na na na na na



Why they wanna keep me down?



Cause you got Flavor workin day and nite



Why you wanna play me-a