Bad Attitude

歌詞

Yeah, block niggas, ball players, and even cooperates Boxed Chevys, Mercedes and even Porsches Ass gotta 'em parked in the projects, them Astons Tryna figure out who shortie, they all asking She 22 and she do hair, she only smoke weed on the yacht though The kind you don't wanna lose cause she too rare She a G even go the keys for the capo Fuck a recession, you see how she dressing She ain't stressing, nigga she finessing Grew up in Harlem on the east side Hardly home but she always repping Got a lotta class for a young bish Bout to spend all my cash on this young bish Yeah, she passed on a smart nigga She prefer a nigga dumb rich That's why she fuck with young Ric Pay attention to what's going on, turn the lights on Bad attitude but she thick though, bad attitude but she thick though Shortie gotta, bad attitude but she thick though, bad attitude but she thick though Got them niggas sick tho, yo, lotta niggas sick yo Man she gotta lotta niggas sick yo, bad attitude but she thick though, turn the lights on (Ah uh, yeah nigga, aye yo yo Rico Love, what up baby boy) In beast mode, her toes bro immaculate Jumped out the green rolls, bling up in her nose up on Castleton Black down spotted her, with that mean sexy walk No talk I just nodded cause I'm proud of her Dress her ass off, fronting on niggas Keep it moving if it ain't no cash there, She cracking up Speed off, we both laugh it off, yo gangsta to gangsta, grown Baby on her own, throw Patty on Xcel or ray fourth I'm smoking, a purple take, king pin With his thing thing right up under my wing Yo them eyes though, she live in a plazo I live off water, I need privacy for real, no fly zone Yeah, you know the real winning, stay in luxury shit That's word to every cane in the pan am Rae's famous, haters get that they wings bladed Come around here she gon' blow you, I'mma throw you out the plane hear me Bad attitude but she thick though, bad attitude but she thick though Shortie gotta, bad attitude but she thick though, bad attitude but she thick though Got them niggas sick tho, yo, lotta niggas sick yo Man she gotta lotta niggas sick yo, bad attitude but she thick though, turn the lights on (AC, Rico, turn the lights on) Bad attitude but I'm thick though I let a nigga know from the get go Diamonds blue, got the flu, I ain't sick though Six inch pump, I like walking on my tip toe And I gotta fetish for them fellas that be getting the cheddar Wanna taste it, said he give me 50Gs if I let 'em So I passed on the good boys, I needed a G bad Fuck E-Class, bitch I need me a G-Wag You see me, you see swag, red bottoms on, Celine bag Same Louie luggage Akeem had Excuse the flossing, I'ma boss on my Ginger Ross A nice ass and the lips is glossy, Han I tear a niggas pockets up, if his guap is up Nigga we can have lots of fun Bad attitude, but I'm thick though Ion want dick, I want the money from the bricks though, nigga