letra de bad habits - 7k kelly
[intro: txylormxde & beyond music]
yeah, he’s beyond human stuff like that
i wish i knew (yeah, yeah, yeah)
i wish i knew she want me (yeah, yeah)
i wish i knew (yeah, yeah, yeah)
i wish i knew (yeah, yeah)
[chorus: txylormxde]
she was a bad habit (yeah, yeah)
she grabbin’ my waist, might pull up my [?]
i had to rat-a-tat it (bah)
i need the money, the guap, all the cheese
i had to baghdad it
your b-tch gonna suck me clean yeah, she was a bad habit (what)
knew i had to have it, yeah yeah (oh yeah)
yeah she suck, suck, suck, suck, suck
your b-tch on my line she tryna
f-ck, f-ck, f-ck, f-ck, f-ck
i’ma count up this money, keep it a
buck, buck, buck, buck, buck
addicted to bad habits
smokin’ on gas, we not passin’
f-ckin’ your b-tch, she a bad habit
[verse 1: 7k kelly]
i think i’m hispanic, cause i don’t listen to whatever that hoe say (okay, okay)
said that they better than me, that’s a no way
i’m in the crib and i’m blowin’ on propane (woo)
b-tch is dumb, man she ain’t got no brains
i’m posted up, i got like four chains
not a$ap ferg, but i stay with a plain jane
chop automatic, we spinnin’ with aks
call up my dawgs, lil’ b-tch not a great dane
don’t say that i’m talking, we pull up we sparking
the chopper gon’ beat down your door like its knocking
they know that i’m poppin’, the opps always watching
your b-tch steady arching, we slide like a martian
the stick on the glizzy, so watch how you talking
not a boogie, but you know i’m an artist
like d-mn b-tch
no cap, no kizzy
promi$e be lit, man he gettin’ them fifties
turned up in the club, we touch-downed in your city
i’m doin’ my dance, i’m hittin’ the griddy
it’s not halloween, but its finna get tricky
i’m the best at it, boy come get up with me
medicine rollin’, it’s all in my kidneys
sing to your b-tch, i’ma hit it like whitney
i’ma smoker, b-tch i came from the chimney
lost your b-tch, yeah you know that she with me (okay)
b-tch is weird, yeah she always like pick me
i wish i knew you wanted me
[chorus: txylormxde]
she was a bad habit (yeah, yeah)
she grabbin’ my waist, might pull up my [?]
i had to rat-a-tat it (bah)
i need the money, the guap, all the cheese
i had to baghdad it
your b-tch gonna suck me clean yeah, she was a bad habit (what)
knew i had to have it, yeah yeah (oh yeah)
yeah she suck, suck, suck, suck, suck
your b-tch on my line she tryna
f-ck, f-ck, f-ck, f-ck, f-ck
i’ma count up this money, keep it a
buck, buck, buck, buck, buck
addicted to bad habits
smokin’ on gas, we not passin’
f-ckin’ your b-tch, she a bad habit
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