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bad bad bad - rnb.foemob lyrics

[intro]
ayy, hmm
woo
huh, ayy, let’s get it, let’s go, huh
ayy
ayy, huh
ayy, huh, uh, huh
ayy, huh

[chorus]
pretty lil’ thing from the south and she don’t run her mouth, lil’ b*tch know she bad, bad, bad (she bad, bad, bad)
i ain’t confrontin’ a ho, i ain’t pressin’ a n*gga ’bout b*tches i already had (i done had it)
i won’t spend guap on a ho, i ain’t trickin’, i’m pimpin’, i’m focused, locked in on my bag (uh*huh)
pipe that i’m grippin’ got thirty up in it, i bet that it hit you and lay you out flat (grrt, boom, boom, boom)
pretty lil’ thing from the south and she don’t run her mouth, lil’ b*tch know she bad, bad, bad (woo)
i ain’t confrontin’ a ho, i ain’t pressin’ a n*gga ’bout b*tches i already had (i done had it)
i won’t spend guap on a ho, i ain’t trickin’, i’m pimpin’, i’m focused, locked in on my bag (uh*huh)
pipe that i’m grippin’ got thirty up in it, i bet that it hit you and lay you out flat (uh*huh)

[verse]
clean pair of forces and clean gray sweats
i’m in the mall, walk around, no security (p*ssy)
f*ck n*ggas p*ssy, they really ain’t threats (uh*huh)
n*ggas talk sl!ck, but they really be fearin’ me (p*ssy)
talkin’ that sh*t, know the real n*ggas hearin’ me
can’t let a fake or a fraud get up near to me (better not)
partners’ll switch on they partners for jewelry (uh*huh, uh*huh)
guardin’ my soul, i’m protectin’ my energy, ayy (let’s go)
jump out the bed, it’s a brand*new morning
i run to the bread, it’s a brand*new day (new day)
dump out the spot with a brand*new thumper
i walk out the crib with a brand*new k (new k)
get put on a plate, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout supper
you melted like b*tter, get met with the flame (fah)
the draco on me and this b*tch ain’t from russia
it came with percussion, it bust like a brain
[chorus]
pretty lil’ thing from the south and she don’t run her mouth, lil’ b*tch know she bad, bad, bad (that she bad, bad, bad)
i ain’t confrontin’ a ho, i ain’t pressin’ a n*gga ’bout b*tches i already had (i done had it)
i won’t spend guap on a ho, i ain’t trickin’, i’m pimpin’, i’m focused, locked in on my bag (uh*huh)
pipe that i’m grippin’ got thirty up in it, i bet that it hit you and lay you out flat (grrt, boom, boom, boom)
pretty lil’ thing from the south and she don’t run her mouth, lil’ b*tch know she bad, bad, bad (woo)
i ain’t confrontin’ a ho, i ain’t pressin’ a n*gga ’bout b*tches i already had (uh*huh)
i won’t spend guap on a ho, i ain’t trickin’, i’m pimpin’, i’m focused, locked in on my bag (nah, for real)
pipe that i’m grippin’ got thirty up in it, i bet that it hit you and lay you out flat, yeah (huh, uh*huh, uh*huh, huh, yeah, huh)

- rnb foemob lyrics

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