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.