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Tranquillo Kay - Bad-Assin' Lyrics



Tranquillo Kay - Bad-Assin' Lyrics
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I'm just tryna vibe, don't ruin the mood okay
Keep throwing fits, as long as you're nude okay
I'm on a wave, you know I'm that dude okay
Shawty been bad, shawty been rude okay
Still on the stage acting single, never been booed okay
Nope
Cause you know that I shut that shit down oooh
She wanna kick it and punt that shit now woaaah
Well then come & kick it
I threw some money, turned her to a dancer
Okay okay
When she on top only time I understand her
Out with a foreign bitch and you know I had to enhance her
She was a tourist in my city, she really a cancer
I hate when these bitches with no bands start to banter
You niggas is no-names, think you posing a threat? Got yuh bro framed
Streets been hot lately, got the gang members using code names
Boy issa cold world, there was times I would heat up the stove aye
I used to spare niggas, finna strike first just to show niggas I could bowl aye
Like why yo bitch staring at me
Why she keep glaring at me
Her nigga told me watch my tone I started staring at Flee
Her nigga told her watch her tone she started staring at me
I started staring at Maxx
He started staring at Sleeze
She don't look married to me, she look like she wanna get married to me
You better chill out with allat hostility, keep a few Jim Careys with me
Brought it back to the mask era, tryna make up with snakes is scary to me
Ooh-wee I'm so scared
Made that lil nigga cancel his uber, he ain't really wanna go there
Only time you a stand-up nigga is in a room where there's no chairs
The boy so rude, he like Gobert
Only eating pussy if there's no hair
I ain't trippin on a little- I might trim it if a little fro there
I'm a barber I know- I'm a barber I know which clippers posta go there
I was good at operation growing up, I know which body part goes where
I been calling her Whore-din Sparks, when she get on her knees she don't come up for no air
I ain't care to ask her how she's posta breathe
Man f*ck it, if she don't care then I don't care
I don't, damn
That ain't my problem fasho
Know I got handles for days, I just been rocking her boat
You know I love to get paid, feel like I'm Homer- I gotta get doe
Then I start moving like Haze, moving like Diggz- I gotta get low
I hear the shots getting thrown
Mad boutta bitch that they not gonna bone
You still my dawg, I gotta get close
But if you take it too far then you gotta scoped
Pew pew pew
You gotta get sniped
Refuse to get left, I gotta get right
Yall lips too loose, I'm boutta get tight
Please just shut up
My shot clean-that shit butta
Know what I need, I gotta in them jeans, I got in her spleen and made her stutter duh-duh, duh-duh, duh-duh, duh-duh, duh-duh
Like damn, do you need a blanket or sum
Like damn, do I gotta spank it or sum
You been acting bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad
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English

I'm just tryna vibe, don't ruin the mood okay
Keep throwing fits, as long as you're nude okay
I'm on a wave, you know I'm that dude okay
Shawty been bad, shawty been rude okay
Still on the stage acting single, never been booed okay
Nope
Cause you know that I shut that shit down oooh
She wanna kick it and punt that shit now woaaah
Well then come & kick it
I threw some money, turned her to a dancer
Okay okay
When she on top only time I understand her
Out with a foreign bitch and you know I had to enhance her
She was a tourist in my city, she really a cancer
I hate when these bitches with no bands start to banter
You niggas is no-names, think you posing a threat? Got yuh bro framed
Streets been hot lately, got the gang members using code names
Boy issa cold world, there was times I would heat up the stove aye
I used to spare niggas, finna strike first just to show niggas I could bowl aye
Like why yo bitch staring at me
Why she keep glaring at me
Her nigga told me watch my tone I started staring at Flee
Her nigga told her watch her tone she started staring at me
I started staring at Maxx
He started staring at Sleeze
She don't look married to me, she look like she wanna get married to me
You better chill out with allat hostility, keep a few Jim Careys with me
Brought it back to the mask era, tryna make up with snakes is scary to me
Ooh-wee I'm so scared
Made that lil nigga cancel his uber, he ain't really wanna go there
Only time you a stand-up nigga is in a room where there's no chairs
The boy so rude, he like Gobert
Only eating pussy if there's no hair
I ain't trippin on a little- I might trim it if a little fro there
I'm a barber I know- I'm a barber I know which clippers posta go there
I was good at operation growing up, I know which body part goes where
I been calling her Whore-din Sparks, when she get on her knees she don't come up for no air
I ain't care to ask her how she's posta breathe
Man f*ck it, if she don't care then I don't care
I don't, damn
That ain't my problem fasho
Know I got handles for days, I just been rocking her boat
You know I love to get paid, feel like I'm Homer- I gotta get doe
Then I start moving like Haze, moving like Diggz- I gotta get low
I hear the shots getting thrown
Mad boutta bitch that they not gonna bone
You still my dawg, I gotta get close
But if you take it too far then you gotta scoped
Pew pew pew
You gotta get sniped
Refuse to get left, I gotta get right
Yall lips too loose, I'm boutta get tight
Please just shut up
My shot clean-that shit butta
Know what I need, I gotta in them jeans, I got in her spleen and made her stutter duh-duh, duh-duh, duh-duh, duh-duh, duh-duh
Like damn, do you need a blanket or sum
Like damn, do I gotta spank it or sum
You been acting bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad
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Writer: Kobe Patterson
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Performed By: Tranquillo Kay
Language: English
Length: 2:40
Written by: Kobe Patterson

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