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French Montana

Bad Bitch

 

Bad Bitch


[Hook Jeremih:]
Got a good thing going with a bad bitch
You know who to call when you need it
Wish I had another you, I'm greedy
Sometimes like that nigga get greedy
Got damn I fell in love with a bad bitch
You know that every time you leave me
Even though I know how men be talking
I just know that nigga wanna be me
Came in here and fell in love with a bad bitch
Back then she ain't have shit
Now she grown up, she got ass, tits
Wanna know where she got that ass at
She hit my heart, a toot, toot on it
She got a dump truck, I put a boot on it
Don't mind spending this loot on it
Treat her like my whip, I put some shoes on her

[Verse 1 French Montana:]
Got a dump truck, put a boot on her
I don't mind tricking, spending loot on her
Walk up in the club, and toot, toot on her
She's a bad bitch, put shoes on her
God damn, fell in love with a bad bitch
Said, "French, take me to Paris"
Dominican mami from Cali
I said, "Gon' bend it over, let me grab it"
I said, "Gon' bend it over, make it nasty"
Walked up in the club, rolling, Stevie Wonder glasses
I ain't looking at you niggas, looking way past you
Young, fly, G's up, pocket full of cash
You know where to find me, you know when you need me
All my dogs eat, they'll tell you I ain't greedy
I ain't gon' love her, too much to leave her
I ain't going public, surely is easy

[Hook]

[Verse 2 French Montana (Jeremih):]
Pull up with my niggas, make a move
Red light, green light, no it ain't Gucci
Used to walk up in the store, couldn't afford that
Now I walk up in the store, buying all that
Drink it to the head, man, nigga feeling woozy
Pull up in the old school, boy I'm on some new shit
Red to the head, man we getting all that
And shorty phone answers, she don't ever call back
And I can see why these niggas hate me
Pull up in a drop and the watch 80
Pull up to the front but a nigga faded
Got a new crib and the shit gated
Came from the bottom, watch a nigga ball out
Drink it to the head, smoke 'til you fall out
Counting up this money, nigga, keep the door locked
All my niggas getting to this money, no lie

[Hook]

done

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