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bad bih 4 ya - glorilla lyrics

[chorus: glorilla & real boston richey]
shawty something bad and she red like
my favorite color
gangsta ass b*tch something ratchet
she come from da the
shawty ain’t a lame eye on game get it
from her brothers
she thick from the front natural junt got
it from her mother
that’s a bad b*tch for ya
red b*tch with long hair
that’s a bad b*tch for ya
white t**th french too nails
that’s a bad b*tch for ya
only listen when you paying the bills
that’s a bad b*tch for ya

[verse 1:]
glorilla
middle fingers to my haters all you
b*tches jealous (f*ck y’all)
been knew i was that b*tch i didn’t need
a man to tell me (the f*ck)
crop tops in the winter showing off
my flat ass belly (umm)
gotta watch my back though all
these f*ck n****s wanna get mе pregnant (on
god)
i’m so d*mn fine i don’t mean to brag or
nothing (i’m just saying)
manе f*ck to be honest i don’t brag or
nothing (i’m just saying)
nah f*ck dat to be honest i don’t brag
enough (pop yo sh*t)
i like to flirt cause i be bored and this
sh*t fun af (nah fr)
he texted and said he falling for me i
replied dats tuff (uughhh)
i be where the money at let them tell it
i be hiding
real b*tches move in silence like the s
island of island
fresher than a salad i be dressing like a
thousand island
wherever b*tches think they be in i be
on that times a thousand
[chorus: glorilla & real boston richey]
shawty something bad and she red like
my favorite color
gangsta ass b*tch something ratchet
she come from da the
shawty ain’t a lame eye on game get it
from her brothers
she thick from the front natural junt got
it from her mother
that’s a bad b*tch for ya
red b*tch with long hair
that’s a bad b*tch for ya
white t**th french too nails
that’s a bad b*tch for ya
only listen when you paying the bills
that’s a bad b*tch for ya

[verse 2: real boston richey]
said i’ll never f*ck no rapper b*tch
now i’m feeling i don’t know
i’ll f*ck like a slave master
country *****
i’m straight from talleyho
seven hundred fifty cash money what i
had when i walked in the door
ain’t trying to lead you on but i’m trying
to tell ya boston richie go them goals
post up like a totem pole
bruh stop playing i don’t know them
hoes
pay ya rent talking pay ya car note bill
and buy some clothes
boston richie done ran up seven ms
and still gone trap some os
flood that b*tch with these brand new
hundreds i’ll teach a **** how to trap a
hoe
i can smell that bullsh*t through the wind
but i got a trapper nose
spend that money i make it do what it
do i bet them smackers know
trying to play it cool on some rapper
sh*t but i’m trying play it close
i just text dank said if glo want me
imma get an ap two tone
[chorus:]
shawty something bad and she red like
my favorite color
gangsta ass b*tch something ratchet
she come from da the
shawty ain’t a lame eye on game get it
from her brothers
she thick from the front natural junt got
it from her mother

- glorilla lyrics

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