Bad Girl
It's 5:30 you miss it, askin me for a visit
Sex me like you never had love (had love)
I want it badgirl
I want it (I want it)
I want a badgirl (bad)
I just wanna party witchu (I wanna party)
I just wanna party witchu yea
I just wanna party (I just wanna party)
I just wanna party, I just wanna party
I just wanna party
I just wanna party baby I just wanna party
I just wanna party witchu yea
I just wanna party witchu (i just wanna party witchu yea)
Hard to say you not poppin, girl you know that you got it
Slidin thru the city, bad bitch wit me
Seen me on the gram but, you don't know where I am
She don't know how to act, I'm treatin' her like a fan
I'm treatin her like a fan, we blowin all this money
We blowin all this money
Blowin all this money
Blowin all this money
Blowin all this money
Blowin all this money
Blowin all this money yea
Bitch I feel like Chris Tucker
Two friends, had em in whip, finger fuckin
If it ain't about nothin, that's the end of discussion
Chicky told me to stop it, he said you on another level, Sel told me drop it
Look at my gold shine some nights it was hard nigga
I can't find no more time to give it to y'all niggas
It's dizzy szn
Yea, yea yea yea
I want a badgirl
Sex me like you never had love (had love)
I want it badgirl
I want it (I want it)
I want a badgirl (bad)
I just wanna party witchu (I wanna party)
I just wanna party witchu yea
I just wanna party (I just wanna party)
I just wanna party, I just wanna party
I just wanna party
I just wanna party baby I just wanna party
I just wanna party witchu yea
I just wanna party witchu (i just wanna party witchu yea)
Hard to say you not poppin, girl you know that you got it
Slidin thru the city, bad bitch wit me
Seen me on the gram but, you don't know where I am
She don't know how to act, I'm treatin' her like a fan
I'm treatin her like a fan, we blowin all this money
We blowin all this money
Blowin all this money
Blowin all this money
Blowin all this money
Blowin all this money
Blowin all this money yea
Bitch I feel like Chris Tucker
Two friends, had em in whip, finger fuckin
If it ain't about nothin, that's the end of discussion
Chicky told me to stop it, he said you on another level, Sel told me drop it
Look at my gold shine some nights it was hard nigga
I can't find no more time to give it to y'all niggas
It's dizzy szn
Yea, yea yea yea
I want a badgirl
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Writer(s): Devin Anglin
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