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letra de bad bitty (remix) - j.p & nle choppa

[intro: j.p.]
hey, huh, baow
front row, shake it, you a bad b-tch (hey)
she shakin’ dummy ass, i just wanna grab it (oh, yeah)
it’s another one like dj khaled
i just hopped on the scene, oh yeah (oh yeah)
me and my brothers got the green
tryna get between them titties (between them titties)
if she gon’ c-ckblock, then leave her home (leave her home)
matter fact, i got a brother for her, bring her home

[chorus: j.p.]
i say, “dj, can you put this song on blast
for the hoes in thе back shakin’ ass?”
i know and you know
that she gon’ shake that ass when i throw this cash

[post-chorus: j.p.]
you еver told a b-tch, “i got gs”? (no)
you ever make a bitty hit her knees? (no, no)
well, guess what? i’m j.p. (i’m j.p.)
i’m like, i’d make a b-tch say, “hey, huh, baow”
front row, shake it, you a bad b-tch (bad b-tch)
she shakin’ dummy ass, i just wanna grab it (oh, yeah)
it’s another one like dj khaled (khaled)
[bridge: j.p.]
(oh-uh, hey, huh, baow)
hey, yes, sir, hey (front row, shake it, you a bad b-tch)
oh, yes, sir, hey (hey, huh, baow)
hey, oh-yeah, hey (shake it, you a bad b-tch)
woah

[verse: nle choppa]
nle (come here)
round of applause
let me see it, make it shake for me
quick some, ring around ‘yo body, go tippy toe
stop running, she can’t stop cumming when i’m drumming
get behind, get to bumming, like (ay-who-yeah)
bad bitty on her knees, fly her overseas
she ain’t ever have a visa, i please her, quick trip to ibiza
she my best eater
won’t need drugs, i feel like i need her
i got g’s
quick to tell a broke hoe, “b-tch, please” (b-tch, please)
i’m a dog, n-gga, with no fleas (no fleas)
came in with j.p (j.p), but i’m nle
we just pulled out the lot with a car full of thots
in my lap, got a chop, with a mop and a stock
can’t you see, we gon’ pop it
stop in and drop it
and we walk in with b-tches from the tropics
graduated from ratchets as soon as i got my status
i’m in a whole ‘nother bracket
bro got the racks to stack it
and ain’t no way i’m gon’ lose
i’m having b-tches by two’s
me and j.p together breaking news
[chorus: j.p. & nle choppa]
“dj, can you put this song on blast
for the hoes in the back shakin’ ass?” (nle, top shotta, don dada, mmm)
i know and you know
that she gon’ shake that ass when i throw this cash (yessir)

[post-chorus: j.p. & nle choppa]
you ever told a b-tch, “i got gs”? (no, for real)
you ever make a bitty hit her knees? (no, no)
well, guess what? i’m j.p. (i’m nle)
i’m like, i’d make a b-tch say, “hey, huh, baow”
front row, shake it, you a bad b-tch (bad b-tch)
she shakin’ dummy ass, i just wanna grab it (oh, yeah)
it’s another one like dj khaled (khaled)

[outro: nle choppa]
nle, j.p
top shotta, don dada
bomb like al-qaeda

- j p nle choppa

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