Tunn up (feat. Young M.A and Kojo Funds)
(She don't want no pretty boy, them lie too much) (too much)
(Shakedown) (shakedown, shakedown)
Whoa, bad gyal turn up
Oh, me bad gyal turn up
Man a bad man, a gunman, they a fi, yeah, yeah, yeah
Bad man, they a fi, yeah, yeah, yeah
Pretty boy, ya lie too much
Bad gyal a come too much, man a yeah, yeah, yeah
Bad gyal turn up
Oh, me bad gyal turn up, yeah yeah yeah
Single for the night (for the night)
You know I'ma live my best life
Feeling like God when I'm in that all white
Keep the vibes good, don't want blood on my knife (yeah, yeah)
Four Seasons or the Ritz
Cover up the camera, let me kill it on a lift
Might get sticky, so I've gotta keep a stick
Gyal thick, thick, how the man like it
And she no want no relationship
She just want her bumper hit
Versace sheets, so the sex stay rich
Chanel sheets, so the sex stay rich
Pure badness
Whoa, bad gyal turn up (bad gyal turn up)
Oh, me bad gyal turn up
Man a bad man, a gunman, they a fi, yeah, yeah, yeah (oh)
Bad man, they a fi, yeah, yeah, yeah (oh)
Pretty boy, ya lie too much
Bad gyal a come too much, man a yeah, yeah, yeah
Bad gyal turn up (wagwan?)
Oh, me bad gyal turn up (uh), yeah yeah yeah (uh)
Bad gyal turn up (wagwan?)
Spliff me a burn up
When I pull her skirt up (ooh)
Toes them a curl up (ooh), me freaky
Make them gyal wet like Fiji (oh, oh)
Got to count it up before I make love
If it ain't rich love then it ain't love
Buss down wrist, it ain't playing low
Me wan her 'cause she thick
She just only want me 'cause me rich
And she no want no relationship
She just want her bumper hit
Versace sheets, so the sex stay rich
Chanel sheets, so the sex stay rich
Pure badness
Whoa, bad gyal turn up (bad gyal turn up)
Oh, me bad gyal turn up
Man a bad man, a gunman, they a fi, yeah, yeah, yeah (oh)
Bad man, they a fi, yeah, yeah, yeah (oh)
Pretty boy, ya lie too much
Bad gyal a come too much, man a yeah, yeah, yeah
Bad gyal turn up (bad gyal turn up)
Oh, me bad gyal turn up, yeah yeah yeah
Girls show me what they want (uh)
Henny in the cup, what they want (uh)
They say daddy really want you
My lady come hot like the sun (yeah)
Drop top and I roll through the block, you know
Gyally holla me non-stop, you know (non-stop, you know)
Jump out the whip, make her work, you know (you know)
Wine out your body 'til your bruk, you know
She do what Simon says (oh)
Girl, you're no lie (yeah)
Bad gyal hop out the Benz (well)
Girl, you're so fine
Anything you go do for me (me no lie)
And uh, we go turn up on a Wednesday (uh-huh)
Play on a Thursday (uh-huh)
Then we fuck for your birthday, yeah yeah
And she no want no relationship
She just want her bumper hit
Versace sheets, so the sex stay rich
Chanel sheets, so the sex stay rich
Pure badness
Whoa, bad gyal turn up, (yeah) (bad gyal turn up)
Oh, me bad gyal turn up
Man a bad man, a gunman, they a fi, yeah, yeah, yeah (oh)
Bad man, they a fi, yeah, yeah, yeah (oh)
Pretty boy, ya lie too much
Bad gyal a come too much, man a yeah, yeah, yeah
Bad gyal turn up (bad gyal turn up)
Oh, me bad gyal turn up, yeah yeah yeah
Then we fuck for your birthday, yeah, yeah (che!)
Then we fuck for your birthday, yeah, yeah (to-to)
Then we fuck for your birthday, yeah, yeah (tell me)
Then we fuck for your birthday, yeah, yeah (tell, bad gyal)
Then we fuck for your birthday, yeah, yeah
(Shakedown) (shakedown, shakedown)
Whoa, bad gyal turn up
Oh, me bad gyal turn up
Man a bad man, a gunman, they a fi, yeah, yeah, yeah
Bad man, they a fi, yeah, yeah, yeah
Pretty boy, ya lie too much
Bad gyal a come too much, man a yeah, yeah, yeah
Bad gyal turn up
Oh, me bad gyal turn up, yeah yeah yeah
Single for the night (for the night)
You know I'ma live my best life
Feeling like God when I'm in that all white
Keep the vibes good, don't want blood on my knife (yeah, yeah)
Four Seasons or the Ritz
Cover up the camera, let me kill it on a lift
Might get sticky, so I've gotta keep a stick
Gyal thick, thick, how the man like it
And she no want no relationship
She just want her bumper hit
Versace sheets, so the sex stay rich
Chanel sheets, so the sex stay rich
Pure badness
Whoa, bad gyal turn up (bad gyal turn up)
Oh, me bad gyal turn up
Man a bad man, a gunman, they a fi, yeah, yeah, yeah (oh)
Bad man, they a fi, yeah, yeah, yeah (oh)
Pretty boy, ya lie too much
Bad gyal a come too much, man a yeah, yeah, yeah
Bad gyal turn up (wagwan?)
Oh, me bad gyal turn up (uh), yeah yeah yeah (uh)
Bad gyal turn up (wagwan?)
Spliff me a burn up
When I pull her skirt up (ooh)
Toes them a curl up (ooh), me freaky
Make them gyal wet like Fiji (oh, oh)
Got to count it up before I make love
If it ain't rich love then it ain't love
Buss down wrist, it ain't playing low
Me wan her 'cause she thick
She just only want me 'cause me rich
And she no want no relationship
She just want her bumper hit
Versace sheets, so the sex stay rich
Chanel sheets, so the sex stay rich
Pure badness
Whoa, bad gyal turn up (bad gyal turn up)
Oh, me bad gyal turn up
Man a bad man, a gunman, they a fi, yeah, yeah, yeah (oh)
Bad man, they a fi, yeah, yeah, yeah (oh)
Pretty boy, ya lie too much
Bad gyal a come too much, man a yeah, yeah, yeah
Bad gyal turn up (bad gyal turn up)
Oh, me bad gyal turn up, yeah yeah yeah
Girls show me what they want (uh)
Henny in the cup, what they want (uh)
They say daddy really want you
My lady come hot like the sun (yeah)
Drop top and I roll through the block, you know
Gyally holla me non-stop, you know (non-stop, you know)
Jump out the whip, make her work, you know (you know)
Wine out your body 'til your bruk, you know
She do what Simon says (oh)
Girl, you're no lie (yeah)
Bad gyal hop out the Benz (well)
Girl, you're so fine
Anything you go do for me (me no lie)
And uh, we go turn up on a Wednesday (uh-huh)
Play on a Thursday (uh-huh)
Then we fuck for your birthday, yeah yeah
And she no want no relationship
She just want her bumper hit
Versace sheets, so the sex stay rich
Chanel sheets, so the sex stay rich
Pure badness
Whoa, bad gyal turn up, (yeah) (bad gyal turn up)
Oh, me bad gyal turn up
Man a bad man, a gunman, they a fi, yeah, yeah, yeah (oh)
Bad man, they a fi, yeah, yeah, yeah (oh)
Pretty boy, ya lie too much
Bad gyal a come too much, man a yeah, yeah, yeah
Bad gyal turn up (bad gyal turn up)
Oh, me bad gyal turn up, yeah yeah yeah
Then we fuck for your birthday, yeah, yeah (che!)
Then we fuck for your birthday, yeah, yeah (to-to)
Then we fuck for your birthday, yeah, yeah (tell me)
Then we fuck for your birthday, yeah, yeah (tell, bad gyal)
Then we fuck for your birthday, yeah, yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Jermaine Denny, Katorah Marrero, Errol Bellot, Brian Sitali, Ayo Beats
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