B A D
Lyrics
RudeBwoy wit tha Remedies... (OhLaSavage)... Get ya Recipe
Gotta get a bag baby... You wanna get next to me
Prayin' to tha trap gods... They keep on blessin' me
Long as I can get from A to D successfully
I got me a real ass bitch
I been on some real ave shit
Ain't been comin' home she blowin' up my phone
Talkin' bout she need that big ass dick
You know I'm comin' back don't you
I know you want it bad don't you
You know I'm comin' back don't you
I know you want it bad don't you
I'm sum'n like Clyde... Bae can you be my Bonnie
You throw dat pussy and I catch a homi'
My youngin's tote long sticks like they into hockey
Ma said one day I'd lead nations like Gandi
Raised in nem trenches yeah Savage a Marley
Turnt up and lit... lit, Tha light of tha party
Pull up ina Nascar.. Hop out witta Barbie
My Glock on my side but I won't hurt nobody
Tila shots only... No Vok, Yak, or Cardi
My bitch say it's then it's stuck sumn like Cardi
I make her hop on and ride dick like a Harley
She told me he didn't put no ring like Charles Barkley
I'm bout my green, I'm bout my Parsley
She say juss don't play wit her heart... Gurl not hardly
I could go a million sun miles and we still attached...
You know ima beat tha pussy when I make it back
I got me a real ass bitch
I been on some real ave shit
Ain't been comin' home she blowin' up my phone
Talkin' bout she need that big ass dick
You know I'm comin' back don't you
I know you want it bad don't you
You know I'm comin' back don't you
I know you want it bad don't you
I got me a real ass bitch
I been on some real ave shit
Ain't been comin' home she blowin' up my phone
Talkin' bout she need that big ass dick
You know I'm comin' back don't you
I know you want it bad don't you
You know I'm comin' back don't you
I know you want it bad don't you
RudeBwoy wit tha Remedies... Get ya Recipe
Gotta get a bag baby... You wanna get next to me
Prayin' to tha trap gods... They keep on blessin' me
Long as I can get from A to D successfully
Promise I'll be back love... Sure as you'll get wet fa' me
Ima give you backshots... Treat you like my enemy
Dat Hennesy... Oouu... Me, You, and that Hennesy
Dat energy... You give me when we intimate
Tha benefits... I get from bein' friendly wit
Not any bitch... You not sweet more like Cinnamon
My Cinnamon... Oouu yeah... Ima call you Cinnamon
My Cinnamon... Oouu Gurl... You like my Cinnamon
Cinnamon... Oouu Gurl... You like my Cinnamon...
Cinnamon... Oouu Gurl... You like my Cinnamon...
Cinnamon... Oouu Gurl... You like my Cinnamon...
Cinnamon... Oouu Gurl... You like my Cinnamon...
I got me a real ass bitch
I been on some real ave shit
Ain't been comin' home she blowin' up my phone
Talkin' bout she need that big ass dick
You know I'm comin' back don't you
I know you want it bad don't you
You know I'm comin' back don't you
I know you want it bad don't you
(OhLaSavage)
RudeBwoy wit tha Remedies... (OhLaSavage)... Get ya Recipe
Gotta get a bag baby... You wanna get next to me
Prayin' to tha trap gods... They keep on blessin' me
Long as I can get from A to D successfully
I got me a real ass bitch
I been on some real ave shit
Ain't been comin' home she blowin' up my phone
Talkin' bout she need that big ass dick
You know I'm comin' back don't you
I know you want it bad don't you
You know I'm comin' back don't you
I know you want it bad don't you
I'm sum'n like Clyde... Bae can you be my Bonnie
You throw dat pussy and I catch a homi'
My youngin's tote long sticks like they into hockey
Ma said one day I'd lead nations like Gandi
Raised in nem trenches yeah Savage a Marley
Turnt up and lit... lit, Tha light of tha party
Pull up ina Nascar.. Hop out witta Barbie
My Glock on my side but I won't hurt nobody
Tila shots only... No Vok, Yak, or Cardi
My bitch say it's then it's stuck sumn like Cardi
I make her hop on and ride dick like a Harley
She told me he didn't put no ring like Charles Barkley
I'm bout my green, I'm bout my Parsley
She say juss don't play wit her heart... Gurl not hardly
I could go a million sun miles and we still attached...
You know ima beat tha pussy when I make it back
I got me a real ass bitch
I been on some real ave shit
Ain't been comin' home she blowin' up my phone
Talkin' bout she need that big ass dick
You know I'm comin' back don't you
I know you want it bad don't you
You know I'm comin' back don't you
I know you want it bad don't you
I got me a real ass bitch
I been on some real ave shit
Ain't been comin' home she blowin' up my phone
Talkin' bout she need that big ass dick
You know I'm comin' back don't you
I know you want it bad don't you
You know I'm comin' back don't you
I know you want it bad don't you
RudeBwoy wit tha Remedies... Get ya Recipe
Gotta get a bag baby... You wanna get next to me
Prayin' to tha trap gods... They keep on blessin' me
Long as I can get from A to D successfully
Promise I'll be back love... Sure as you'll get wet fa' me
Ima give you backshots... Treat you like my enemy
Dat Hennesy... Oouu... Me, You, and that Hennesy
Dat energy... You give me when we intimate
Tha benefits... I get from bein' friendly wit
Not any bitch... You not sweet more like Cinnamon
My Cinnamon... Oouu yeah... Ima call you Cinnamon
My Cinnamon... Oouu Gurl... You like my Cinnamon
Cinnamon... Oouu Gurl... You like my Cinnamon...
Cinnamon... Oouu Gurl... You like my Cinnamon...
Cinnamon... Oouu Gurl... You like my Cinnamon...
Cinnamon... Oouu Gurl... You like my Cinnamon...
I got me a real ass bitch
I been on some real ave shit
Ain't been comin' home she blowin' up my phone
Talkin' bout she need that big ass dick
You know I'm comin' back don't you
I know you want it bad don't you
You know I'm comin' back don't you
I know you want it bad don't you
(OhLaSavage)
Writer(s): Kevin Matthews
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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