Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Boy

Uhn


Shawty got potential, but he dont need a
You should see his goons, niggas than a concert
Body like Teyana, stomach proper
half closed cause he smoking on that ganja.. (hold up)
Hard and cardigans, they all rugby
He my bad boy, Sean Puffy
me stacks a rack, T, take that
smoking on that James Brown, this the pay
I be his hood girl, I put that in him
So inked up, I can write my rhymes with
He give me all of his, but let me roll wit
but in the shoes, spiked up a porcupine
He love my Harlem ass, the way my pop
A real bad bitch, never needed ass
two coupe, all white, whole things
and when i see him im like Honey and that Cocaine ( a)

Bad boy, real when i a rep
and his only is the IRS
bad boy, a real when i that
and his competition is the IRS
make money, money, money,money, money
make money, money, make money,money,
now everybody say, money, money, take money, money, money
money, money, take money, money, money IRS
Honey
well a bad boy, but it feels good though
Im out rapping he chillen in the hood yo
all the girls want the money, i dont need
look i do my own work on some Queen shit
He know he hot shit, in his pocket
out the world, they see him and hes the topic
He beat the kitty up, a dog YG
jordans all fire, J-Jewels Icy.. AHHH
Him stupid, its not
cause all my guys smart, i like them just like me
Now we down at the club, with some smoke
And a G knows a G a G knows
Hit the mothers say something this is awesome
Bonnie and Clyde through the cause we bossin ..
This thug life we run with them bad toys
Its all good
a, he's a...
Bad boy, real when i a rep
and his competition is the IRS
bad boy, a real i need that
and his only is the IRS
money, money, make money,money, money
make money, money, money,money, money
now say, take money, money, take money, money, money
take money, money, money, money, money IRS
Teyana Taylor & Cocaine
You're my bad boy, bad boy, bad boy [x2]
up!
Who a bad boy, but it feels good though, good though [x2]