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[Hook] I got bad bitches coming over fucking up sofa's, wish you had bitch but we took her fuck what you told her, I got mad rich bring the bottles and over flow it/ for the bad bitches, B-b bad bitched ah ah

[Verse 1] - I done really caught a vibe, (I ain't gotta like this I ain't gotta pop the shit/ Kevo home in a few, till then Papi on his till then shit/ Papi got a new whip full of bad (women)bitches heading out to 1Oak/ Got a Baltimore chick deal with her (fits)shit just for the stoko's/ whippin pies up in kitchen, that's fan merch if you don't listen/ Whatever (coochi) pussy that she pitchen, boy I'm ready where my catcher mitten/I done (smashed) fucked a couple diva's got"em standing in my couch/ if she ever touch the zipper, walk of shame walking out/

[Bridge A] Papi got it popin, yeah I did it for my city/ jumping on my couch in blouses she exposing bra and titties/ take their phones if they come over no I never let"em film me/ and a nigga love a threesome so I always let them feel me

[Bridge B] I just bought 20 more bottles, 100 racks on the dash/ I just fucked me up some commas, couple racks on that ass/ oh my gawd, big booty bitches all surrounding my section/ pop a milly then she pop a perk now she in per purse cause she sweating

[Hook] I got bad bitches coming over fucking up sofa's, wish you had bitch but we took her fuck what you told her, I got mad rich bring he bottles and over flow it/ for the bad bitches, B-b bad bitched ah ah

[Verse 2] Papi chillin up at no ho, eating dinner down at NoBu's, she like she don't do threesomes I'm like Fuck it baby come thru/ my bitch do what I say I don't really have to coach you, R-S-V-P for my D made it for her plus 2/ old nigga like what it do, don't make a nigga touch you/ shade room all on my chick like yass bitch come through/ new phone, who you? Never saved unless you fall through/ she reply like true true, if you know baby what it do?/

[Bridge A] Papi got it popin, yeah I did it for my city/ jumping on my couch in blouses she exposing bra and titties/ take their phones if they come over no I never let"em film me/ and a nigga love a threesome so I always let them feel me

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[Bridge B] I just bought 20 more bottles, 100 racks on the dash/ I just fucked me up some commas, couple racks on that ass/ oh my gawd, big booty bitches all surrounding my section/ pop a milly then she pop a perk now she in per purse cause she sweating

[Hook] I got bad bitches coming over fucking up sofa's, wish you had bitch but we took her fuck what you told her, I got mad rich bring he bottles and over flow it/ for the bad bitches, B-b bad bitched ah ah

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