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today
There's too many bad bitches in the way
Got something to say, say it to my face
Ship you off in that plane, send you outta space

Bitch I'm one

shook
Bad bitch make you take a second look
Don’t need your help I do it by the book
Go to sleep fried, wake up get high
I’m a real cool guy, lemme tell

When we in the bed we don't go to sleep 
We rockin the boat 
We rockin the sea 
Shawty so bad it's like I'm in a dream 
Sumn special bout her had to get

a chill pill, ease off the throttle
Never go to loud clubs 'cause it's bad for your ears
Your friends will all be sorry when they can't hear
And stay

getting bad
I might have to go cop a blindfold
Digit
I need my space
I just need to get away
I need some space
Find me in the stars astray
Limbo
Limbo
Limbo

up
Bad b with a back so big
I told her back it up
Smack it up
We ain’t ever lackin nah
Gotta grid so hard to get the paper
Yh I'm runnin to the money

the grid
Got him on ice
Now I'm watching him skid
Make him go poof
Yea I recon I'll rid
Make him go poof
Yea I reckon I'll rid

Nature and your way
Bad energy can't help
But go and stay away
And you can't help yourself
But live your life everyday
Believe in your sauce
And that you

attention
All you get is a mention
Good girl gone bad put her in detention
Say you down for a nigga but stay bringing tension
It's not my intention to fuck

now its only d'usse on the plane
Celebrate like a king, got everything lit 
Cause that bag coming in With a bad lil bitch (yea yea)
Bag Talk Bag Talk

Bankroll got the bitches bad on the pole
Pull up to the club, I let it go let it go
They call me young Quavo throw
Young Quavo throw

We get ignorant in

like to flex myself
Bad as e bad I go light my kpo
When I wake up in the morning I be feeling blessed
When I wake up in the morning I be feeling blessed

you've got to come in this place before we go" and that's the first thing we did, got of the
plane, picked the suitcase up, "HILLO!" they said, "HOWWYOU!",

Bandaged ting
It’s wrapped in cling
No hand prints
Brixton bandit
Plane just landed
All ah my bruddas on badness

who’s bad like us? not them
wul on get back

Sunk in the depths deep down will I go
No wreck's too much in the sea lay afloat 
No bitch can attest that I ain't so depressed
Pop pills by

meet her
Shawties off the grid are like a n***a's Mona Lisa
Fuck her 'til she speak up
Got a lil booty all the beauty in her features
She gone pull up

my seed, now deal with his dad
I gotta go bad, I gotta go bad

Mmm, mmm, yeah
Drop, drop, drop, drop
Drop a fifty bag for the mob in the spot

thought that by now I'd finally found me 
But that's just not the case huh

My plane's on autopilot
Ion know how to stop it 
Wait until it's run it's course

Milkin' this shit like the Yoo-Hoo bunny
Got the private plane lit and the Bluetooth runnin'
Tunechi gon' spit like a new tooth comin'
Everybody 5 like

Born n Raised

Trick Daddy

Listennn... The Album

2006

like I took off. 
And when I ride by, it's like I fly by. 
You like a slow motion. 
All in 3-D. 
'cause everywhere I go, they by like "there he go

Born N Raised

Trick Daddy

El Mariel

2006

like I took off. 
And when I ride by, it's like I fly by. 
You like a slow motion. 
All in 3-D. 
'cause everywhere I go, they by like "there he go

whoa
Yeah, yeah

Fuck what they say (say, say)
I think you should take a break (uh)
Get on a plane (plane, plane)
Call it the sweetest escape
I

might wanna come and get you, bitch
Now everywhere you may see me surrounded by bad bitches like Rih-Rih
Got them booty shots, look like Nicki, face

Looking out the window
Wonder where I am
Future lays ahead
Hanging on by a thread
But let's go

Doing everything I can
Looking for a better plan