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Bad Attitude

Yeah, block niggas, ball players, and even cooperates

Boxed Chevys, Mercedes and even Porsches

Ass gotta 'em parked in the projects, them Astons

Tryna figure out who shortie, they all asking

She 22 and she do hair, she only smoke weed on the yacht though

The kind you don't wanna lose cause she too rare

She a G even go the keys for the capo

Fuck a recession, you see how she dressing

She ain't stressing, nigga she finessing

Grew up in Harlem on the east side

Hardly home but she always repping

Got a lotta class for a young bish

Bout to spend all my cash on this young bish

Yeah, she passed on a smart nigga

She prefer a nigga dumb rich

That's why she fuck with young RicPay attention to what's going on, turn the lights on

Bad attitude but she thick though, bad attitude but she thick though

Shortie gotta, bad attitude but she thick though, bad attitude but she thick though

Got them niggas sick tho, yo, lotta niggas sick yo

Man she gotta lotta niggas sick yo, bad attitude but she thick though, turn the lights on(Ah uh, yeah nigga, aye yo yo

Rico Love, what up baby boy)

In beast mode, her toes bro immaculate

Jumped out the green rolls, bling up in her nose up on Castleton

Black down spotted her, with that mean sexy walk

No talk I just nodded cause I'm proud of her

Dress her ass off, fronting on niggas

Keep it moving if it ain't no cash there, She cracking up

Speed off, we both laugh it off, yo gangsta to gangsta, grown

Baby on her own, throw Patty on Xcel or ray fourth

I'm smoking, a purple take, king pin

With his thing thing right up under my wing

Yo them eyes though, she live in a plazo

I live off water, I need privacy for real, no fly zone

Yeah, you know the real winning, stay in luxury shit

That's word to every cane in the pan am

Rae's famous, haters get that they wings bladed

Come around here she gon' blow you, I'mma throw you out the plane hear me

Bad attitude but she thick though, bad attitude but she thick though

Shortie gotta, bad attitude but she thick though, bad attitude but she thick though

Got them niggas sick tho, yo, lotta niggas sick yo

Man she gotta lotta niggas sick yo, bad attitude but she thick though, turn the lights on(AC, Rico, turn the lights on)

Bad attitude but I'm thick though

I let a nigga know from the get go

Diamonds blue, got the flu, I ain't sick though

Six inch pump, I like walking on my tip toe

And I gotta fetish for them fellas that be getting the cheddar

Wanna taste it, said he give me 50Gs if I let 'em

So I passed on the good boys, I needed a G bad

Fuck E-Class, bitch I need me a G-Wag

You see me, you see swag, red bottoms on, Celine bag

Same Louie luggage Akeem had

Excuse the flossing, I'ma boss on my Ginger Ross

A nice ass and the lips is glossy, Han

I tear a niggas pockets up, if his guap is up

Nigga we can have lots of fun

Bad attitude, but I'm thick though

Ion want dick, I want the money from the bricks though, nigga

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