knew dat. - jusintyme lyrics
i’m a bad b*tch , but you knew dat
i don’t ask sh*t , but you knew dat
in my bag b*tch , but you knew dat
& i’m popping tags b*tch , but you f*ckin knew dat
bad b*tch , far from average. yeah i talk a lot of sh*t but i can back it
talkin ‘ cash sh*t , big bag sh*t , yeah i was f*ckin wit him but you can have him
body on slim , lookin real thin , he got a crush on me , but i ain’t lil kim. said he feelin my vibe , i be lookin real fly
pullin girls & guys but i ain’t motherf*ckin’ bi
tyme? dey like who dat? b*tch i been dat and you knew dat
b*tch it’s t y m e the only f*ckin baddie
b*tch when i see you just know it’s on s i t e
you ain’t f*ckin wit me
hoe you could never be me
b*tch i always come in 1st it ain’t no f*cking 2 & 3
and he said i taste like honey so he call me bubble bee
i’m a bad b*tch , but you knew dat
i don’t ask sh*t , but you knew dat
in my bag b*tch , but you knew dat
and i’m popping tags b*tch , but you f*ckin knew dat
i’m a slim waist , pretty face . make ya n*gga rock hard
take him back to ya crib and let him get his rocks off
yeah imma f*ck him where you lay at
imma f*ck him where you stay at
b*tch if you really wanna beef wit me then it can really be dat
oh you ain’t tryna do dat? then hoe shut the f*ck up
and if ain’t about money then hoe i don’t give a f*ck
so don’t be calling my phone on no dumb ass sh*t
before i pull the f*ck up and really air out sh*t , b*tch
i’m a bad b*tch , but you knew dat
i don’t ask sh*t , but you knew dat
in my bag b*tch , but you knew dat
and i’m popping tags b*tch , but you f*ckin knew dat
while you was talking sh*t
ya n*gga was l!ckin on my cl*t
yeah he lovin me now , he wanna be wit me now
that’s why when i’m in town
i make him go on downtown
yeah he givin me face
yeah he love the way i taste
and when i get my nut
i make him get up out my face
now he blowing up my phone
he won’t leave me alone
sis i thought this was ya n*gga? come get ya man up out my phone
you can take him back now
i done had my fun now
just remember i’ll forever hold the motherf*ckin ‘ crown
cause i’m pretty & petite
ass on fleek
and you mad
cause ya n*gga wanna give me dat d
he gone skeet skeet skeet on da motherf*ckin’ sheets
got him doing things for me now he my personal freak
told him “ come get this p*ssy”
and he d*mn near leaped
got ya n*gga mouth dripping
wit my nut b*tch
so when i tell you to shut up
you should shut up b*tch! (b*tch)
i’m a bad b*tch , but you knew dat
i don’t ask sh*t , but you knew dat
in my bag b*tch , but you knew dat
and i’m popping tags b*tch , but you f*ckin knew dat
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