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B4D B1TCH Video (MV)




Performed By: kxzia
Language: English
Length: 1:33
Written by: Kezia Friday




kxzia - B4D B1TCH Lyrics




I got a
Bad Bitch
And shes better than
Bad Bitch
And shes be

Bad Bitch
And shes better then the rest
Why you trippin baby you know you the best
I been
I been
I been
Ive been off it for the stress
Ouu Ouu
Nigga talkin now he dead
Tryna bag you don't even have no bread
You a cop you was talkin to the feds
Sleepin on me you don't even have a bed
Yeah my shawty sexy
And I swear if you ain't her than you can't f*ckin text me
You can't f*ckin text me
Ayo Jay I can really leave you like your bestie

Don't you try to test me
Go get your bitch she tryna caress me
You in my head rent free
Your loves a drug and I've been off it heavy

With the gang and we P
Runnin through the road till the tank on E
I'm the one that you need
I'll take you shopping I don't care about the fee
I feel like curry cause im shooting hella 3's
You makin music now
(f*ck f*ck)
You makin music now you lookin up to me
You smokin mids nigga thats not even weed
(hold up)
Pour up Pour up
Pour up Pour up
Pour up Pour up
Pour up Pour up
Pour up Pour up
Pour up Pour up
Pour up Pour up
Pour up Pour up

I got a
Bad Bitch
And shes better than
Bad Bitch
And shes be

Bad Bitch
And shes better then the rest
Why you trippin baby you know you the best
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I got a
Bad Bitch
And shes better than
Bad Bitch
And shes be

Bad Bitch
And shes better then the rest
Why you trippin baby you know you the best
I been
I been
I been
Ive been off it for the stress
Ouu Ouu
Nigga talkin now he dead
Tryna bag you don't even have no bread
You a cop you was talkin to the feds
Sleepin on me you don't even have a bed
Yeah my shawty sexy
And I swear if you ain't her than you can't f*ckin text me
You can't f*ckin text me
Ayo Jay I can really leave you like your bestie

Don't you try to test me
Go get your bitch she tryna caress me
You in my head rent free
Your loves a drug and I've been off it heavy

With the gang and we P
Runnin through the road till the tank on E
I'm the one that you need
I'll take you shopping I don't care about the fee
I feel like curry cause im shooting hella 3's
You makin music now
(f*ck f*ck)
You makin music now you lookin up to me
You smokin mids nigga thats not even weed
(hold up)
Pour up Pour up
Pour up Pour up
Pour up Pour up
Pour up Pour up
Pour up Pour up
Pour up Pour up
Pour up Pour up
Pour up Pour up

I got a
Bad Bitch
And shes better than
Bad Bitch
And shes be

Bad Bitch
And shes better then the rest
Why you trippin baby you know you the best
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Writer: Kezia Friday
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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