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Got a good thing with a bad bitch
You know who to call when you it
Wish I had another you, I'm
Sometimes that nigga get greedy
Got damn I in love with a bad bitch
You know every time you leave me
Even I know how men be talkin'
I just know that nigga be me
in here and fell in love with a bad bitch
Back then she ain't have
Now she grown up, she got ass,
Wanna know she got that ass at
She hit my heart, a toot, on it
She got a truck, I put a boot on it
Don't spendin' this loot on it
Treat her my whip, I put some shoes on her

Got a dump truck, put a on her
I mind trickin', spendin' loot on her
Walk up in the club, and toot, on her
a bad bitch, put shoes on her
God damn, fell in with a bad b*tch
Said, "French, me to Paris"
Dominican from Cali
I said, "Gon' bend it over, let me it"
I said, "Gon' it over, make it nasty"
Walked up in the club, rollin', Wonder glasses
I ain't at you niggas, lookin' way past you
Young, fly, G's up, full of cash
You know where to find me, you know when you me
All my eat, they'll tell you I ain't greedy
I ain't gon' love her, too much to her
I ain't goin' public, is easy

Got a good thing goin' with a bad
You know who to when you need it
Wish I had another you, I'm
Sometimes like that get greedy
Got damn I fell in love a bad bitch
You that every time you leave me
Even I know how men be talkin'
I know that nigga wanna be me
Came in here and fell in love a bad b*tch
Back then she ain't shit
Now she up, she got ass, tits
Wanna know where she got ass at
She hit my heart, a toot, on it
She got a truck, I put a boot on it
Don't mind spendin' this on it
Treat her like my whip, I put some on her

Pull up with my niggas, a move
Red light, green light, no it ain't
Used to walk up in the store, couldn't afford
Now I walk up in the store, buyin' all
Drink it to the head, man, nigga woozy
Pull up in the old school, boy I'm on some new
Red to the head, man we all that
And shorty answers, she don't ever call back
And I can see why these hate me
Pull up in a and the watch 80
Pull up to the front but a faded
Got a new and the shit gated
Came from the bottom, watch a nigga out
Drink it to the head, smoke you fall out
Countin' up this money, nigga, keep the locked
All my gettin' to this money, no lie