Bad Biti

36-24-36
Got damn it
You the shit
Super thick
Bad Biti
Ooo yeah
I'm needing it

Ahh, ahh. Ahh

Cute face
Slim waist
Whoa
What you doing
There girl
Wit all that behind
I'ma have to take
A look
Shit
If you don't mind
I wouldn't
change a thing
On you
Yeah
You a dime
Everything perfect
But you dancing
Like Nicki
Why
Oh no
Hold up
She can't move it
Uh Oh
Oh no
She can't use it
Man
Hold up
I'ma lose it
No excuses
Shessh
Keeping my bands
In my pocket
Unless you gon stop it
Shake something
Make me watch it
Back it up
Whoo
Drop it

I can't stand
A bad bitch
That can't twerk
(No, no, no)
I can't stand
A bad bitch
That can't
Work
(Ahh, ahh, ahh)
I can't stand
A bad bitch
That can't shake all that ass
(Whoa, whoa, whoa)
Get lower
Ho
(Ohh, ohh, ohh)

I got chickens
From New Orleans
Like Popeyes
Bruh
I tried to tell
All my niggas
I got that
Midas touch
Touchdown
In yo city
Smokin
Hella blunts
They see us
Pull up
Come run n hop in
And they don't
Know us
Show us a good time
Yeah
I'm tryna see
Something
You not using
That ass
You should be
Ashamed
Or something
Man

I can't stand
A bad Bitch
That can't twerk
I can't stand
A bad bitch
That can't slide
Down that pole
(Whoa, whoa, whoa)

Get lower ho
Get lower ho
Get lower ho
Yeah
Ooo
Ooo
I'ma pull up on her
She gone put it on me



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Writer(s): Damian Simmons
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