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letra de bad guy - luhsaylem

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(intro)
you need people like me
you need people like me so you can point your f-cking fingers
and say thats the bad guy

(chorus)
i got that chop by my side ima let blow
id rather stack up my cash like some legos
ill eat her out like some motherf-ckin’ ego’s
she ain’t a snack but she built like a pretzel
b-tch i can’t write cus’ i burnt the utensil
can’t say im mad but u tell im upset though
i won’t be rude but i know i see red though
u got a bag, but u can’t pay the rent though

(bridge)
oh, oh, oh, oh

(verse 1)
run up on me and you dead in my spliff b-tch
dont givе a f-ck, everybody get hit b-tch
i hold thе chop, lemme see if he bl!ck sh-t
n-ggas on d-ck but they swear that they big sh-t
she that she small but she know she a big b-tch
said she a snack but she know she ain’t sh-t b-tch
ima go off give a f-ck about this sh-t
cheatin’ on me thats okay got a new b-tch
changing the flow sounding different on new sh-t
want the old say, ain’t no say, issa new b-tch
i got a knock thats gone shoot if you do sh-t
sh-t its okay just gone wait till he shoot sh-t
swear they is gang, but we swear they ain’t do sh-t
doing a drill on yo’ block you ain’t do sh-t
setty a b-tch, he got pressed by a blue b-tch
lie on ya friends, im suprised they ain’t do sh-t
f-ck on his hoe then popout with a new b-tch
f-ck on his hoe then popout with a new b-tch
dissin’ ya bros im suprised they ain’t do sh-t
n-ggas dl, they always on some new d-ck
i run this sh-t who the f-ck is this new b-tch
watching my back cus a n-gga might do sh-t
(bridge)
i wish it didn’t knock us off track like it did
i wish, me n you, could be back like we were before
before i let the words go out
i didn’t think it through
i didn’t think about how much the words would hurt you
never was my intention, it was such a tragedy
oh, oh, oh (issa whole new low)

(chorus)
i got that chop by my side ima let blow
id rather stack up my cash like some legos
ill eat her out like some motherf-ckin’ ego’s
she ain’t a snack but she built like a pretzel
b-tch i can’t write cus’ i burnt the utensil
can’t say im mad but u tell im upset though
i won’t be rude but i know i see red though
u got a bag, but u can’t pay the rent though

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