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  • Текст песни Rapsody - She Bad

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    Тут находится текст песни Rapsody - She Bad, а также перевод, видео и клип.

    Bad
    (She's heating up)
    She's bad
    Bad
    (Okie dokie)
    She bad
    Can't play nice, this my life, this is life
    Roll my dice, who want fight? I might go Mike Tys' (yeah)
    Won't fail twice, pay my price, why my sun so bright
    Diamonds nice, ain't got charm, my world feel like ice
    Use my arms, I ain't armed but I got her, right?
    You the type to run your mouth, get knocked out on sight
    Bitch I'm bad, been through shit but I bounce right back
    Laugh, then I do the dab, leave you deadbeat like his dad
    Huh, here I go, hitch feel like a pistol blow
    Leila Ali against the ropes, fight my way to the top floor
    Been through the dark, this a nice glow
    Mode always survival (yeah), I aim to take our your vitals (uh)
    Yeah, I put that on the bible
    She bad, bad, bad, bad
    Bad, bad, bad, bad
    She bad, bad, bad, bad, bad
    Bad, bad, bad, bad
    Yeah, she bad, bad, bad, bad
    Bad, bad, bad, bad
    She bad, bad, bad, bad
    Bitch, I'm bad, bad, bad, bad
    Oh shit, got my focus back
    Oh shit, we don't double back
    I'm so rich I need a duffle bag
    And an armor truck that's armor backed
    Got big dreams, need big rings
    'Til it ding-ding in the big ring
    Money on my mind and it's Uzi pink
    Put the drop on him, Lucas Mink
    Metaphor for a knockout
    Blows feel like the top down
    Two M's, I don't need a crown
    That's the Meagan flow, they insecure now
    My skin color, Pac brown
    If they durag, we gon' knock 'em down
    Make 'em studder back, like a chopper sound
    Tensed up like a cop around
    They say scared money don't make money (nah)
    My mama ain't make a dummy (nah)
    Gotta fight for it, can't take it from me (yeah)
    I shit like when the day is coming (what?)
    Say some' (say some')
    Betchu won't (I wish you would)
    But if you do (What nigga?)
    Bitch, it's on (baow)
    Catch a beat down like Frooty-Loops
    If you want smoke like hooty-hoo (yeah)
    I'm a outcast, this a musical
    Let it hum to you like Jigga do (woo)
    Let's square it up like a Rubix Cube (uh)
    The respect ain't mutual (uh)
    Ya'll disrespect, I diss ya too (yeah)
    So the beat down is additional
    She bad, bad, bad, bad
    Bad, bad, bad, bad
    She so bad, bad, bad, bad, bad
    Bad, bad, bad, bad
    She bad, bad, bad, bad
    She so bad, bad, bad, bad
    She bad, bad, bad, bad
    Bitch, I'm bad, bad, bad, bad

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