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letra de bad bad bad - rnb.foemob

[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

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