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(Hook) My bitch bad, fat ass got dumb swag My bitch bad, fat ass got dumb swag My bitch bad, fat ass got dumb swag My bitch bad Got 3 phones, got 2 home For red bones, dressed out for 'em Got 3 phones, got 2 home For red bones, dressed out for 'em My bitch bad, fat ass got dumb swag My bitch bad, fat ass got dumb swag My bitch bad, fat ass got dumb swag My bitch bad, fat ass got dumb swag (Verse 1) Ok dude I love the jeans and I love the shirt Caught 14 that's some piece I'm too street, I'm too G I don't ride down I'm 20 E With a bad bitch right beside me I'm driving fast as she's sucking me It's windy as hell turn your heat up Matter of fact gon' rose the weed up My shoes tight my cup full That straight seal, that real deal SongtexteThat uncut , that straight raw Try to rob a kid that's when I cross the job My hair nappy, my pockets full I'm hella rich I'm puppy love I'm from the hood, from the hood All grown up , now I'm bossed up I'm turnked up and I'm faded My bitch bad, that's my lady I'm a 90's baby , she's a 80's The bed big got in Vegas Got a business phone , got a work phone Got a main phone That 3 phone, my iphone My blackberry, my trap phone But ye you know (Hook) My bitch bad, fat ass got dumb swag My bitch bad, fat ass got dumb swag My bitch bad, fat ass got dumb swag My bitch bad, fat ass got dumb swag Got 3 phones, got 2 home For red bones, dressed out for 'em Got 3 phones, got 2 home For red bones, dressed out for 'em (Verse 2) Got an ounce of weed gotta roll it up Like I'm prerub before I hit the club She a freaky girl, she a pretty girl She a street girl, she hit the leaf of a month You would stick in her mouth , my bitch bad nigga She don't walk with niggas , she walk past niggas Don't like short niggas, don't like fat niggas She like that nigga and I'm that nigga Fly boes to the cool got 3 phones Got 6 chains got 3 O's If that pussy tight then that pussy right And how the fuck could it be wrong That bitch so good, wish I could press rewind Bitch call me blable but say that 3 times My mama bad, she bad and she know it She got a crazy body I'm afraid to let her show it And she got a girlfriend, oh ye did I mention? 2 bitches and a bad nigga, that's pimpin (Hook) My bitch bad, fat ass got dumb swag My bitch bad, fat ass got dumb swag My bitch bad, fat ass got dumb swag My bitch bad, fat ass got dumb swag Got 3 phones, got 2 home For red bones, dressed out for 'em Got 3 phones, got 2 home For red bones, dressed out for 'em (Verse) Got 3 phones, 2 yellow bones Then new Chanel caught 2 bill Fly zone, that's my zone Y'all nigga , but my money long Condo to a trust spot Country boy caught Kesha My bitch bad, got a fat ass Got a pretty face with a stupid swag Fuck plaza , we poppin' tail On molly get a coupe a bail VIP hold alot of G Promethazine, OG Y'all nigga want stupid ice Fuck around we'll take your life In the hood my nigga shooting dice Trap phone ringing all night I buzz a dot , my rollie Cost a chip, genode No scripts in my gucci script Buy a hundred for these gucci spit Count 20 benz in all dough Starring phone got pink mud RIP come to see Everyday I'm pouring up Aus Songtexte Mania