Well I was rollin` down the road in some cold blue steel,
I had a blues man in back, and a beautician at the wheel.
We going downtown in the middle of the night
We laughing and I`m jokin` and we feelin` alright.
Oh I`m bad, I`m nationwide.
Yes I`m bad, I`m nationwide.
Easin` down the highway in a new Cadillac,
I had a fine fox in front, I had three more in the back.
They sportin` short dresses, wearin` spike-heel shoes,
They smokin` Lucky Strikes, and wearing nylons too.
`Cause we bad, we nationwide.
Yeah we bad, we nationwide.
Well I was movin` down the road in my V-8 Ford,
I had a shine on my boots, I had my sideburns lowered.
With my New York brim and my gold tooth displayed,
Nobody give me trouble cause they know I got it made.
I`m bad, I`m nationwide.
Well I`m bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, I`m nationwide.