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will stack up the dead it's the bad twins
In the black of the deep its the bones of the beast
And the fact the deceased may never find peace
When

do shit for free

Grab em by the neck 

Cuz ya like when I'm mean 

Yeah ya like when I'm mean 

Bad gal bout to do real bad things 

Neva in the club

fuck shit like a hotline
Never put my chest out ever like I'm the best
Lost friends by the loads, they didn't try to flex
While I'm on the helicopter

Crafting songs in the basement
Burn your tongue if you go and try to taste it
Beats by Sean O don’t wanna waste it
Yeah truth hurts but you gotta go

the type to down the whole bottle
This drip looking like I hit the lotto
Bad bitch she gon buss it by tomorrow
She a bad vibe so I had to light the santo yea

her hair no
Ooh she wildin' yea
Body smooth like she bathe in Nair (Uh huh)
She taste just like air
An attitude is never there

I just want a bad bitch

I don't care
Ascending the stairs and opening doors that never were there
Flew then right through them like a bird on a dare
Song's in bad taste

got to reach out
Reach out to taste my loving
Want you so Sunday girl
Oh I really want you

Bad Boys
Bad Boys
Bad Boys
In the mix
In the mix

Bad Boys

Up to di time ye
One time fi di sweet girls in a di club dem
Up to di time

Sweet like candy
Taste like Pascal
Sweet like candy
You no Picadilly

Yeah)
Candy for her nose lil mama wanna taste(She wanna taste it)
Whoooo fuck her anywhere(Everywhere)
Grab her by the throat she like me pulling on her

Bad Coffee
By
Phill Scullard
2015

Verse 1 (Talk)

Yo everybody, how's it goin'
This is about somethin' we usually enjoy
But sometimes it leaves

yeah it is so bad and
I hate selfies I think that they're vain
Yet I live off of the beauty that is in yours everyday yeah
I hate selfies I think that

Thrive

Newsboys

Thrive

2002

Yeah, I'm giving it over

Music by Peter Furler and Steve Taylor / Lyrics by Steve Taylor
©©2002 Dawn Treader Music (admin. by EMI Christian Music

the same
Shorty got expensive taste
Got her in Dolce
Shorty gotta slay
I got hella waves
We smoking by the bay
Aye, got expensive taste
Aye, let’s spend

verse like the crack of the whip
Crack up an egg for the drip
Calling you out you a shrimp
Calling you out for the bad taste you a bitch
Roll up the dough

place, how I grew up in the struggle
Spent my life living in fear
Past life leaving a bad taste, I'm so glad I made it humble
Think I know the person in

Oh Ms Colada
Taste you before I slumber
Yeah yeah 
Serve you in the summer 
But you warm me up in winter 
Oh yeah
Both hands on you
You even loved by

bad you can tell by the look in her eyes
She flips her hair to the side with a flick of the wrist
Lil mama so bad so gotdamn thick

She got an extra

aware
Hidden by enlightenment that's not really there
Dont trust your gut
Its got bad taste
Lying through they're teeth
Screaming your name
They can help

Hate the way I love
Hate the way I love you
You're so bad for me
So bad for me
Hate the way I love
Hate the way I love you

You could see we never

Won't die with a bitter taste in my mouth, woah
I'll run far away till the sun comes down
There is bad blood
There is bad blood
On my skin
On my

grab her by her waist
She ain't even bossy but she giving me a raise
Rub my dick across her face, she said she love the way I taste
Rub her pussy, touch

see you can I get a little taste love)
You got the ingredients of a bad bitch 
(And me love it when you whine up your waist love)
You got

to the face skipping the line dont wanna wait
Put my dick in her face O.P.O.K give me a taste
Three tabs to the face so high we on a different place
Bad bitch