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bad & boujee - word play lyrics

[chorus – word play]
that b-tch, thot thot, sucking this d-ck like a blow pop
her body look good in a crop top, all in her walls like knock-knock
everything on her designer, i ain’t seen no b-tch that’s finer
-ss coming out of the bottom, her idol is prolly rihanna
that b-tch is bad and boujee, all of her friends is some groupies
her thick -ss in a two-piece, me and my n-ggas get two each
that b-tch is bad and boujee, all of her friends is some groupies
her thick -ss in a two-piece, me and my n-ggas get two each

[verse 1 – tazz]
cooking up dope on the stove top, whip it, let it rock up
y’all n-ggas not like us, we hustle, we savage
bad b-tch never average, hopping on the d-ck like bokers to
switching hoes like flows, hit the booth, they like, “there he goes!”
k!lling beats should charge me for murder
look how i hurt ’em, all black like bruce wayne
staying in my own lane, list come through with chump change
but i stay collect, smoking tree not gonna stress, haaa!
my dog said come through with a zip
said, “bet”, what i’m ‘spose to do, be broke like you? h-ll naw
imma shine like gates’ grill, f-ck how a hater feel
i’m gon head and chase a mill, put my n-ggas on for real
smoking on that gg n-gga got me high as h-ll
chasing paper n-gga f-ck a n-gga county jail
what you gon do when i run up on you fool?
nothing, my team winning n-gga f-ck you!

[chorus]

[verse 2 – word play]
yeah yeah yeah! nah, word play gon spaz on this sh-t
all the blue hundreds but i ain’t no crip
i work at five guy’s you know burgers and sh-t
i graduate soon i’m be happy as sh-t
money gon flow like waterfalls b-tch
yo friends are ugly like lilo & st-tch
throwing that -ss and i like how she pitch
i roll up, i roll up, i roll up, i roll up, i’m like a fruit roll-up
always stay high, and i’m up in her pie, and her boyfriend he gotta just hold up
go to health services, faking a cough, so word play can gon and just pour up
she bad and she boujee, she light like the sun, i’ll have her come back like a coda
that pressure it got me snoring, this a honda yeah it’s foreign
i’m creezed up y’all look boring, and this one chick she look foreign
and she high jump for georgia (state), bruh she bad as a motha
-ss poking out like a tonka, gimme a chance i’ll go bonkers
my face is up in her knockers, my kids all over her counter
her lipstick all over my collar, gimme 2 days imma i’ll call her
this creez and this d-ck is what got her, la haré cansada
boy i’m so hot i could solder, ou my alma of mater’s (ou!)

[chorus]

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