letra de bad bitch - zaybang
[intro]
(that n-gga b on the beat, she gon’ show her friend)
ayy, you gon’ feel like this slap if you a bad b-tch
[verse 1]
she don’t need nothin’ from a broke n-gga
get it by herself, you be kinda slow with it
instead of showin’ money, show her how to go get it
n-ggas wonder why a good b-tch won’t listen
give her good d-ck, tell her go switch positions
tell her throw it back, let me catch it, i’ll hit it
she told me i could toss it in the whip if it’s tinted
i told her, “baby, open up your mouth,” i’m a dentist
when they talk about some money, we be cl!ckin’
balenciaga boots with the bag, she be trippin’
if n-ggas wanna talk about some money, she’ll listen
don’t do no handouts, n-ggas show her how to get it
i got her focused on the bag, she like trips too
lemon drops at the bar, that’s her big mood
’cause she ain’t askin’ for no help when that rent due
a crab boil, bad b-tches love seafood
[chorus]
’cause she ain’t settlin’ for less, she a bad b-tch
today, she feel like gettin’ dressed, she a bad b-tch
ain’t gotta tolerate no stress, you a bad b-tch
you at peace, lil’ baby, that ain’t average
ayy, you know this sh-t slap if you a bad b-tch
remember, they’ll do you bad if you ain’t had sh-t
i see you got your sh-t straight, f-ck a habit
it’s time you gotta pop out, you a bad b-tch
[verse 2]
ayy, look
she need a chaffeur
could hold her own, it’s a strap in that louis purse
she tried to trust her last n-gga, but it didn’t work
it cut deep, but she move like it didn’t hurt
a couple people still close, but she chase peace
and when this life get to lifin’, you be waist-deep
so boss up, can’t be movin’ like you eighteen
and she like how that ass look in them great jeans
they watchin’ from a fake page when you pop out
and you be tryna show a b-tch what they not ’bout
she finna call the whole gang, bring the mob out
somebody move, sh-t, some body gettin’ knocked out
[chorus]
’cause she ain’t settlin’ for less, she a bad b-tch
today, she feel like gettin’ dressed, she a bad b-tch
ain’t gotta tolerate no stress, you a bad b-tch
you at peace, lil’ baby, that ain’t average
ayy, you know this sh-t slap if you a bad b-tch
remember, they’ll do you bad if you ain’t had sh-t
i see you got your sh-t straight, f-ck a habit
it’s time you gotta pop out, you a bad b-tch
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