BADU
What are you listening to
You gotta listen this will change your life
Trapaholics Mix Tape
You think your girl bad?
I think she bad too
Sing to me Erykah Badu
Dancing on the rubber ooh
Boutta bust a move
Boutta ooze
Shoot my uzi, that ain't truly
Bitch a boozie, my life a movie
Champagne bubblin just like jacuzzi
Hit the doobie while ya do me
Gaze me in just like a movie
Bitch you move me, you amaze me
Drive me crazy, dime like Brady
She said "don't save me, drive me crazy"
Fight, stars in the sky, I cannot climb
Bars in my mind I can out rhyme
Find the time to bend all the lines
And look through the blinds
Paranoia all on my mind
Too much money all on my mind
I think they coming for me right
They got me all on they mind, huh
Like murder on my mind
Bitch a mime in a box
You think yo girl bad?
I think she bad too
Cus I want that ghetto love
And I want a ghetto bitch
She wearing my clothes and throwing a fit
She holding my hand while holding my blick
She rolling my blunt she hit wit a lick
We matching our fits shit from Rick, huh
Ghetto da bitch
She got me love sick
Matching APs got me sea sick
Hold up
Hahaha
Laugh on a beat I don't even need a do shit bruh
You think your girl bad?
I think she bad too
Sing to me Erykah Badu
Dancing on the rubber ooh
Boutta bust a move
Boutta ooze
Shoot my uzi, that ain't truly
Bitch a boozie, my life a movie
Champagne bubblin just like jacuzzi
Hit the doobie while ya do me
Gaze me in just like a movie
Bitch you move me, you amaze me
Drive me crazy, dime like Brady
She said "don't save me, drive me crazy"
Fight, stars in the sky, I cannot climb
Bars in my mind I can out rhyme
Find the time to bend all the lines
And look through the blinds
Paranoia all on my mind
Too much money all on my mind
I think they coming for me right
They got me all on they mind, huh
(Laugh on a beat I don't even need a do shit bruh)
Sing to me, Erykah Badu
Dancing on the rubber, ooh
I made back the racks
I hop in the maybach, she get in the way back
Her panties real soaked huh
I gotta toast
I do the most
You wanna talk yo shit keep your lips closed
Uh
You gotta listen this will change your life
Trapaholics Mix Tape
You think your girl bad?
I think she bad too
Sing to me Erykah Badu
Dancing on the rubber ooh
Boutta bust a move
Boutta ooze
Shoot my uzi, that ain't truly
Bitch a boozie, my life a movie
Champagne bubblin just like jacuzzi
Hit the doobie while ya do me
Gaze me in just like a movie
Bitch you move me, you amaze me
Drive me crazy, dime like Brady
She said "don't save me, drive me crazy"
Fight, stars in the sky, I cannot climb
Bars in my mind I can out rhyme
Find the time to bend all the lines
And look through the blinds
Paranoia all on my mind
Too much money all on my mind
I think they coming for me right
They got me all on they mind, huh
Like murder on my mind
Bitch a mime in a box
You think yo girl bad?
I think she bad too
Cus I want that ghetto love
And I want a ghetto bitch
She wearing my clothes and throwing a fit
She holding my hand while holding my blick
She rolling my blunt she hit wit a lick
We matching our fits shit from Rick, huh
Ghetto da bitch
She got me love sick
Matching APs got me sea sick
Hold up
Hahaha
Laugh on a beat I don't even need a do shit bruh
You think your girl bad?
I think she bad too
Sing to me Erykah Badu
Dancing on the rubber ooh
Boutta bust a move
Boutta ooze
Shoot my uzi, that ain't truly
Bitch a boozie, my life a movie
Champagne bubblin just like jacuzzi
Hit the doobie while ya do me
Gaze me in just like a movie
Bitch you move me, you amaze me
Drive me crazy, dime like Brady
She said "don't save me, drive me crazy"
Fight, stars in the sky, I cannot climb
Bars in my mind I can out rhyme
Find the time to bend all the lines
And look through the blinds
Paranoia all on my mind
Too much money all on my mind
I think they coming for me right
They got me all on they mind, huh
(Laugh on a beat I don't even need a do shit bruh)
Sing to me, Erykah Badu
Dancing on the rubber, ooh
I made back the racks
I hop in the maybach, she get in the way back
Her panties real soaked huh
I gotta toast
I do the most
You wanna talk yo shit keep your lips closed
Uh
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