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bad decisions - fredo bang lyrics

[intro]
(heero)
no, no, no, no
n*ggas be havin’ me sideways with this sh*t, man (no, no)
(hardbody)
if we’re bein’ for real, that sh*t be hard sometimes (no, no)
no, no (oh, that’s all about money right there)

[verse 1]
tryna find some love up in this world, this sh*t just need to hurt
make excuses just to medicate, i’m f*cked up on these perc’s
mama say i should hit up irene, but i won’t go to church
say you down to ride, i’ma test you out and send a uber first
say you down to slide, i seen too many b*tches hit that curb
jail time and lawyer fees, i done seen too many leave they work
wanna take a trip but you need heron every f*ckin’ first
b*tch don’t even wanna go to work, why would we go to church?
b*tch don’t even wanna keep it real before you buy her a purse
b*tch wanna pop a bottle in a section just to say she turnt
b*tch put on her lace before she give her child a clean shirt
if you listenin’, ladies, please put your child first

[chorus]
no, no, no, no, no*no (f*f*cked over this sh*t)
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (y’all already know i’m havin’ this sh*t)
yeah, yeah, yeah (the crazy things we’ll do for love)
yeah, yeah, yeah (i’ma give to ’em)
huh, huh
see fredo bang live
get tickets as low as $39
[verse 2]
hit your dm, get your number
if we f*ck, it’s on the other
if i’m rockin’ with you, then it’s one hundred, you ain’t gotta wonder
hate a b*tch that think it’s sweet, the type to make the cookie crumble
i can save a b*tch like superman, but you ain’t wonder woman
i can save a b*tch, but these hoes be the type to pull you under
be pressin’ me ’bout b*tches and you textin’ another n*ggas’s number
i’m gon’ block your sh*t, i don’t give a f*ck if you my baby mama
why wouldn’t i put another b*tch in the game if you gon’ steady fumble?

[chorus]
no, no, no, no, no*no
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (no, no, no)
yeah, yeah, yeah (the crazy things we’ll do for love)
yeah, yeah, yeah
huh

[verse 3]
kiana got a gucci bag, jada got some tiffany
cira got some gucci, too, her first designer came from me
jada don’t pick up the phone, me and c don’t even speak
but you can ask kiana, ain’t too many n*ggas as real as me
baby mama got some bags, baby mama got givenchy
baby mama told some lies, found out the truth, it hurt my feelings
spent about a twenty*five, then i spent another fifty
blew over a hundred thou’, but i still went made some bad decisions
[chorus]
no, no, no, no, no*no (like a b*tch be wantin’ me to buy a lil’, you hear me? i don’t, n*gga, i don’t get that)
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (this fake, that fake)
yeah, yeah, yeah (the crazy things we’ll do for love)
yeah, yeah, yeah (no sh*t real without you)
huh

[outro]
i ain’t trippin’ on you, i’ma stand on that sh*t, man (no, no, no, no)
i’ve been lonely all my motherf*ckin’ life (yeah, yeah, yeah)
i can’t go out all by myself, you heard me? (the crazy things we’ll do for love)
yeah, yeah, huh
no, no, no, no
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
the crazy things we’ll do for love
yeah, yeah, yeah
uh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

- fredo bang lyrics

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