Bad South (feat. Soulace)
JEYLADO
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You think you bad huh nah You think you bad You got the birthing hips from your mama But you got the attitude from your dad You think you bad huh nah You think you bad All of that energy bad for your karma But all of that karma bad for your head Billy the Kid gotchu gunnin' down Fastest gun in the South uh Lock it down on the chin with the uppercut Picture you with the Southpaw Jesse like James over Jessica Rabbit oof Girl you stressing Meowth bruh Stretch you out on the couch Cover your mouth when you speak to an outlaw I'm so Rocky with a white tee A sap smokin', fallin' right tree Always be up with the Cardi Thirty minutes on the clock, whippin' E E's Me bitch wave— Me bitch wave Me bitch wave like a see saw Floppy see me eee errr Come up with a "she saw" Send you to the ER F*ck wakin' up feelin' bummy From the moment his eye opened He could feel it in his tummy When he rub his belly it go Yum yum South gon' play you like a Drum drum Look at him He the next one Runnin' down the mountain when he Come come Oh why am I on Snapchat You think you bad huh nah You think you bad You got the birthing hips from your mama But you got the attitude from your dad You think you bad huh nah You think you bad All of that energy bad for your karma But all of that karma bad for your head You think you bad huh nah You think you bad You got the birthing hips from your mama But you got the attitude from your dad You think you bad huh nah You think you bad All of that energy bad for your karma But all of that karma bad for your head Mama see mama say mama saw Mama know Mama sleep with the gun in the couch Mama show Mama speak word of god in her mouth Mama spoke mama dripped Alexander McQueen, mama cold Might need a whip just to crash it Dough in the plastic Listen when I talk This a ear candy classic Better air out the mosh pit Better air out the mosh Got nine lives when I'm driving I'm just different hittin' PR's Feel electric you can taste it Got these levels to my mind Foul drawing up repeaters Passin three lines I ain't talkin' Cocadidas I ain't talkin' Cocadidas I ain't talkin' three wheelers I ain't bragging when I'm banging on the gates of St. Peter I ain't choking when I'm smoking up the toke when I meet her I ain't running Danny Phantom No ghost no greener No socks no shoes No pants no wiener No swimming if you drowning In the pool at five meters No sleeping when my head Is on the ground with my fears No cry no tears No cry no tears F*ck wakin' up feelin' bummy From the moment his eye opened He could feel it in his tummy When he rub his belly it go South gon' play you like a Look at him Runnin' down the mountain when he
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