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Bad Bitch (feat. Sexyy Red & Gatano)

HUGEL

Baby, let's chill and get fried (yeah)
He forward me, I'ma vibe (ayy)
Just got my hair done, lookin' fine (damn)
Thi-thirty-two inches is blunt (ooh)
He askin', can he get some time? (No)
I'm a young term bitch, I'm on prime (let's go)
You, you know what that mean, I'm outside (northside)
Gon' settle two on forty-five, huh (oh)

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She all on my dick 'cause I'm savvy (yeah)
I got a black cootchie firm for the glasses (ooh)
I know you see all this motion I'm having (northside)
He cool, I ain't gon' lie (shit)
When we wake up, we have us a time
Put on that shit 'fore we make it fly (yeah)
The Sexyy blood, you know how I rhyme

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