blue room mafia - bad b lyrics
[chorus: h1]
bad b-tch, she wanna chill
in the trap, she poppin’ pills
get down, i know she will
brm, i know she feel (lauren ralph)
bad b-tch, she wanna chill
in the trap, she poppin’ pills
get down, i know she will
brm, i know she feel
[verse 1: nino]
bad b, she wanna f-ck
bad b, she wanna chill
gonna hit it twice so i know it’s real
she want a man from brum ’cause she loves the thrill
keep strokin’, yeah she loves the feel
morning after, pop a pill
hit the rave with the mates, so she’s f-ckin’ stole
want uck so i holla ’cause i know she will
i want uck so i holla ’cause i know she likes it
ran through that and you wanna wife it
brm, yeah she f-cks with my clique
brm, yeah she f-cks with us
more money, more gyal but it’s not enough
tell her get down low and i buss my nut
buss all on her face, she like “what the f-ck?”
[chorus: h1]
bad b-tch, she wanna chill
in the trap, she poppin’ pills
get down, i know she will
brm, i know she feel
bad b-tch, she wanna chill (she wanna chill!)
in the trap, she poppin’ pills (poppin’ pills!)
get down, i know she will (know she will!)
brm, i know she feel
[verse 2: kojay]
i got a bad b and she’s down for me
she loves the blue room family
yes i hopped in the whip
jumped on the m-way and the tomtom leads me back to b
couple zoots and a f-g, that’s a readers
then we get lifted, then we go straight back to bedders
kissin’ soon turns into headers
and the next thing you know the whole bed turn wetters
3 p-ss the beat, and you know it’s straight sh-llers
brm, yeah we don’t mess around
told you before, i’m the talk of the town
couple man frown cah we’re bringing the sound
but i don’t give a f-ck, let’s bring in the rounds
jd and c-ke, that’s how i get down
couple of them wanna jump in the wave
i’m the king of the wave, somebody p-ss me the crown (jheeze!)
[chorus: h1]
bad b-tch, she wanna chill
in the trap, she poppin’ pills
get down, i know she will
brm, i know she feel
bad b-tch, she wanna chill (she wanna chill!)
in the trap, she poppin’ pills (poppin’ pills!)
get down, i know she will (know she will!)
brm, i know she feel
[verse 3: h1]
in the blue room widda singer
brudda calm down trigger finger
p-ssenger 3 litre dinger
manna get hit with the stinger
used to f-ck her then i flinged her
manna up down like a winger
manna up down like a yoyo
holla at hash like yo bro
manna fix that cuz i need chro
she holla me cuz i do shows
she poison i already know hoe
drive me mad she make me lowko
manna stretch that like in dojo
bagga white stuff for the low low
haze get shipped by the boat load
back to the trap then i stay low
[chorus: h1]
bad b-tch, she wanna chill
in the trap, she poppin’ pills
get down, i know she will
brm, i know she feel
bad b-tch, she wanna chill (she wanna chill!)
in the trap, she poppin’ pills (poppin’ pills!)
get down, i know she will (know she will!)
brm, i know she feel
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