Hugel

Bad Bitch


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Baby, let's chill and get fried (Yeah)
He forward me, I'ma vibe (Ayy)
Just got my hair done, lookin' fine (Damn)
Thi-thirty-two inches is blunt (Ooh)
He askin', can he get some time? (No)
I'm a young term bitch, I'm on prime (Let's go)
You, you know what that mean, I'm outside (Northside)
Gon' settle two on forty-five, huh (Oh)

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She all on my dick 'cause I'm savvy (Yeah)
I got a black cootchie firm for the glasses (Ooh)
I know you see all this motion I'm having (Northside)
He cool, I ain't gon' lie (Shit)
When we wake up, we have us a time
Put on that shit 'fore we make it fly (Yeah)
The Sexyy blood, you know how I rhyme

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