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Name Taken - Hold On For Your Dearest Life Lyrics

Bad Bitch by Peewee Longway




Bad Bitch
[Intro:]
(That boy Cassius)

[Peewee Longway:]
I could sell a bad b**ch dick when I want to
f**ked her real good, she got a M&M tattoo
Coming for the Benz and it came with the matte blue
Tell you one thing that a rich nigga gon' do
Bad b**ch, bad b**ch, bad b**ch, bad b**ch
Standing in the trap house trapping with the bad b**ch
Bad b**ch, bad b**ch, bad b**ch, bad b**ch
She don't do the pressure, put the AP on the bad b**ch
Bad

Brr (Icy)
She grateful from Eris
Baguette with the karats
Big old big bezel, the lil' one embarrassing
Call me big Big Daddy, don't do the lil' Larry
Do it, turn it up
Sell a lil' dick for a couple bucks
Trap house beat like the Starbucks
Invisible set got her starstruck
I get the pack, do a pop-up
We pull up, pop out when it's opps up
He turned to ice cream when we pushed up
I hit from the back, she caught hiccups
She sucking it while I do pull-ups
I put a brick in and lil' baby pull up
I'm selling dick like the scammer do Phillips
I'm in the dripping, now, tell me who's iller?
Still in the trap with the new vacuum sealer
Blue armadillos on the new Margielas
I'm with Mandela, I got a vendetta
I squeeze the Beretta, I murder whenever
I got a new lawyer, say cheddar is better
Cartier skeleton, got a new bezel
Got f**ked out of last, know you can get better
The new Fonzarelli
I f**k on gazelle, uh, let's get it

I could sell a bad b**ch dick when I want to
f**ked her real good, she got a M&M tattoo
Coming for the Benz and it came with the matte blue
Tell you one thing that a rich nigga gon' do
Bad b**ch, bad b**ch, bad b**ch, bad b**ch
Standing in the trap house trapping with the bad b**ch
Bad b**ch, bad b**ch, bad b**ch, bad b**ch
She don't do the pressure, put the AP on the bad b**ch
Bad

[Black Youngsta:]
Damn, I said, you can't afford to put the AP on a bad b**ch
Young nigga killing sh*t, that be with the bad b**ch
Every time I smoke with the b**ch, I don't pass sh*t
Every time I show my stick, I'ma blast it
I don't want to see that b**ch unless she a Kardashian
You know I'll leave a b**ch acting sarcastic
She got on cheetah print, gripping her assets
Heavy K and nigga got love for Cassius
I got to hit it from the back, got to hit it from the back, got to flip it around and see how it walk
What you doing for the stacks? What you doing for the racks? Got to talk to me, my shooters don't talk
I fired a shot, put a wrap on the block
I'll get you whacked when I'm making the call
I got some niggas still locked in the pen, no question about it, I'm answering they call
Bad b**ch, bad b**ch, bad b**ch
Should get a speed ticket every time you catch her in traffic
Bad b**ch, bad b**ch, bad b**ch
I'm with the killers, gorillas, this sh*t out the plastic (Gang, gang, plastic)
She was kind of off till I put her on beat
Her last nigga, he ain't got sh*t on me
He don't wear fur 'cause the sh*t ain't cheap, I'm rich

[Peewee Longway:]
I could sell a bad b**ch dick when I want to
f**ked her real good, she got a M&M tattoo
Coming for the Benz and it came with the matte blue
Tell you one thing that a rich nigga gon' do
Bad b**ch, bad b**ch, bad b**ch, bad b**ch
Standing in the trap house trapping with the bad b**ch
Bad b**ch, bad b**ch, bad b**ch, bad b**ch
She don't do the pressure, put the AP on the bad b**ch
Bad




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