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lirik lagu kool john & iamsu! - the baddest

[intro]
(who did this beat? this sh~t go)

[chorus]
i fell in love with the baddest
i’m pullin’ up with the baddest
i fell in love with the baddest
hair long, money long, you the baddest
you the baddest, you the baddest
you the baddest, uh~huh, you the baddest
you the baddest, you the baddest
you the baddest, uh~huh, you the baddest

[verse 1]
i’m ridin’ down mcdonald, duckin’ rpd
i’m makin’ more plays than mp3s
i keep some purple on me like 03 greed’
b~tch, better have my money like odb
i be showin’ my girl off ’cause she the baddest b~tch
i be hittin’ her from the side like an accident
and it’s money on my mind and i’m adamant
i’m smokin’ crushed berries, got me higher than a cabinet
we the money team, no tmt
that b~tch threw it back on me, no tbt
i’m in oakland and i’m lookin’ for the real robbery
i’m with the gang, my circle small as a dvd

[verse 2]
yeah, yeah, pullin’ up with nikki blaze (nikki blaze, nikki blaze)
ridin’ off with sashé (sashé)
wrist on chill, it’s zero degrees (cold)
run it up the middle like rgiii (ugh)
bet he sweet like a cinnamon roll
she shake it like a red nose and drop to the floor (go)
she thinkin’ i’m a dog, this ain’t paw patrol (no)
i met her walkin’ out the stop & go
you the baddest, full set, fenty savage, uh (you the baddest)
you the baddest, got more money than the average, uh (you the baddest)
bossed up on them hoes, you the baddest, uh (you the baddest)
hair long, money long, you the baddest, uh

[verse 3]
lil’ baby the baddest (ayy), big dog status (uh)
heartbreak gang kids, i left her heart tragic (woah)
ball like magic, you a badass bad b~tch
independent, established (woah), we eatin’, no fastin’
to that paper, a magnet
always on bag sh~t, you always just stagnant
rappers be actress (ayy)
shawty, come do your sh~t on this cali king mattress (woah)
leave my kids all on your rear, i guess i’m a b~st~rd (hah)
just relax like yoga, yeah (like yoga)
give me facebook, then i poke you, yeah (then i poke you)
i need a rich b~tch like oprah, yeah (like oprah)
these b~tches love chew like sosa (like sosa)

[verse 4]
you ain’t gotta tell me, i know that i’m great (i do)
my b~tch bad, thick thighs all over my plate (they do)
i told lil’ baby that she blessed, allergic to fake (achoo)
and b~tch, it’s bino on my side, got ’em hoppin’ to kate (uh~huh)
i might have to roll the dice, got me testin’ my fate (woah)
she got cake and she let me make mess on her face
no booth sh~t, no ruth chris, i’m raisin’ the stakes (uh~huh)
and she know to do the dash if we chased by the jakes (vroom)
middle finger to the feds if they makin’ a case (f~ck ’em)
bunch of n~ggas waitin’ on ~~~~, you’ll never relate (never)
i’ma add her to the team if she ready to play (okay)
taste fine like wine, get better with age, yeah

- lirik lagu kool john iamsu

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