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letra de bad (master south) - phntm club, soulace, & jeylado

[intro: jeylado]
what if we just don’t try on this track?
is that what you did… okay

[hook: soulace]
you think you bad huh nah
you think you bad
you got the birthing hips from your mama
but you got the attitude from your dad
you think you bad huh nah
you think you bad
all of that energy bad for your karma
but all of that karma bad for your head
[verse: soulace & jeylado]
billy the kid gotchu gunnin’ down
fastest gun in the south uh
lock it down on the chin with the uppercut
picture you with the southpaw
jesse like james over jessica rabbit oof
girl you stressing meowth bruh
stretch you out on the couch
cover your mouth when you speak to an outlaw
i’m so rocky with a white tee
a sap smokin’, fallin’ right tree
always be up with the cardi
thirty minutes on the clock, whippin’ e e’s
me b-tch wave—
me b-tch wave
me b-tch wave like a see saw
floppy see me eee errr
comе up with a “she saw”
send you to the er

[pre: jeylado & soulace]
f-ck wakin’ up feelin’ bummy
from thе moment his eye opened
he could feel it in his tummy
when he rub his belly it go
yum yum
south gon’ play you like a
drum drum
look at him
he the next one
runnin’ down the mountain when he
come come
oh why am i on snapchat
[hook: soulace]
you think you bad huh nah
you think you bad
you got the birthing hips from your mama
but you got the attitude from your dad
you think you bad huh nah
you think you bad
all of that energy bad for your karma
but all of that karma bad for your head
you think you bad huh nah
you think you bad
you got the birthing hips from your mama
but you got the attitude from your dad
you think you bad huh nah
you think you bad
all of that energy bad for your karma
but all of that karma bad for your head

[verse: soulace & jeylado]
mama see mama say mama saw
mama know
mama sleep with the gun in the couch
mama show
mama speak word of god in her mouth
mama spoke mama dripped
alexander mcqueen, mama cold
might need a whip just to crash it
dough in the plastic
listen when i talk
this a ear candy classic
better air out the mosh pit
better air out the mosh
got nine lives when i’m driving
i’m just different hittin’ pr’s
feel electric you can taste it
got these levels to my mind
foul drawing up repeaters
passin three lines
i ain’t talkin’ cocadidas
i ain’t talkin’ cocadidas
i ain’t talkin’ three wheelers
i ain’t bragging when
i’m banging on the gates of st. peter
i ain’t choking when
i’m smoking up the toke when i meet her
i ain’t running danny phantom
no ghost no greener
no socks no shoes
no pants no wiener
no swimming if you drowning
in the pool at five meters
no sleeping when my head
is on the ground with my fears
no cry no tears
no cry no tears
[outro: jeylado]
f-ck wakin’ up feelin’ bummy
from the moment his eye opened
he could feel it in his tummy
when he rub his belly it go
south gon’ play you like a
look at him
runnin’ down the mountain when he

- phntm club soulace jeylado

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