BAD Girl Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Hey, I grab the mic like she grabs mine (ooh)
Light side eyes glued to the plasma
Shoot for the moon but got the breeze from the stars
Then I walked in my room and grabbed the keys to the car
Im parked outside so you know its good
Im good luck so you know she wanna touch the (ooh)
She was eager but im tryna keep her chill
I listen till I know when she be swallowing that pill, hey
Im still young got a life ahead of me
She looking at me like she really wanna' give the head to me
My name is diggity some of these bitches finna get f*cked
Half cut, keep the energy up
She rolls it up like lets get high on that
Licks the paper, while giving me eye contact
To feel the flavour, she wet the blunt, right before we sparked
And I hit it in the backseat of Eastdale park hey, hey, hey, hey

[Chorus]
She said I might be like, the lover of her life but
Honest all I want I wansta' f*ck her for tonight, shes alright
But I got a lotta' shit I need to do
This song right here ain't all about you
She said I might be like, the lover of her life but
Honest all I want I wansta' f*ck her for tonight, shes alright
But I got a lotta shit I need to do
This song right here ain't all about you

[Verse 2]
The baddest women on the atlas when that ass is pushing
f*ck these other groupie bitches try'na have permission
I wouldn't have that
We used to conversate with her man and [?] picking buds out the glad bag
Damn that's dope, and I know, that she attending she fixes me dinner after i've had one hell of a [?] thats real Her hearts tender we drink and she my bartender
I see the stars in her, Venus put some Mars in her
Spitting bars to her when we on the road
She puts on my hoodie when she feelin' cold she a bad bitch
I can say that, no disrespecting type of girl to pick me up from the station when I get a [?]
Cause she keep on moving, number one fan at all o' my shows
Top of the morning, chilling we lovers on the low
We didn't want no feelings what the f*ck is this for?
My brother always told me never ever f*ck wit' a hoe
And that's why
And that's why
And that's why
And that's why

[Hook]
I ain't tryna be youre b-f though
You know what I want I want some s to the e-x
Hear me on a sunday drop a t to the e-x
Let me know youre secret I can keep it for you ain't no b-s
You know I hit it right y-e-s
Polo with proclip uh, no [?]
Just relax, put youre seat back yo so heated play some Marvin Gaye and [?] bring the beat back

[Chorus]
She said I might be like, the lover of her life but
Honest all I want I wansta' f*ck her for tonight, shes alright
But I got a lotta shit I need to do
This song right here ain't all about you
She said I might be like, the lover of her life but
Honest all I want I wansta' f*ck her for tonight, shes alright
But I got a lotta shit I need to do
This song right here ain't all about you

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