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bmoore ze bold - handfull lyrics

[prelude]
yeahhhh baby

[intro]
when she way too bad now…
i said they way too bad
i cannot wait
i said she way too bad now…
i swear they way too bad
(wait)

when she too bad now…
(buh duh duh duh duh)
(hey)
this one goes out to all the baddies
out there on instragram doin’ their thing…
keep it up
(cya d-nks)

[verse 1]
i’m tryna find myself a shortie
that won’t bore me til 3:40
textin’ dirty, flirtin’ naughty
when she call me then we hardly
ever stoppin’, always choppin’
off each topic; no prevention
such a tension, twitter mentions
within seconds that’s my entrance

now i’m scrollin through my feed
find a baddie, tryna eat
click her page
&
than i creep
until i’m fallin’ out my seat
(god d-mn, bow)
what the f-ck inside those pants?
got me scopin past my max
flabbergasted by that -ss
i think that -ss gave me asthma
&
i don’t even f-ckin’ have it
must be magic in a caption
fix a filter, fast attraction
i’m ecstatic
cast away my filthy ways
spray a fragrance, tilt the wave
hit that follow then i’ll wait
til’ the days go by
still not notified
only crickets tend to cry
yuh see us rappers come alive
(hold up)
this a spiral wind
daily chasin’ -ss i’m chaffin’
kevin bacon, hips are shakin’
check yuh phone
ze bold is prayin’
sayin’….

[chorus]
that she way too bad now…
(yeah)
you know i gotta get that -ss
i cannot wait…
when she way too bad now…
(yeahhh)
you know she do it for the gram
i cannot say…
that she way too bad (nah)
double click i’m hittin’
slidin’ dm’s this my chance
i gotta take…

[hook]
when we meet unleash my ammo
see me grabbin’ booty (yeah)
you know i grab a handful
(i said)
you know i grab a handful
see me grabbin’ booty (yeah)
you know i grab a handful
(cannot wait)
when she way too bad
grip my hand around that -ss
grab it full because i can

[verse 2]
god d-mn, since the gram
p-ssy always be my task
take it back
while she slap the bag
i connor smack that -ss
she lookin’ bad
(yeah)
beggin’ me to roll a bat
bunk as f-ck, she gettin’ mad
but no punch will ever land
in this story, neverland
flyin’ high, we peter pan
puff the pepper, f-ck the pen
than p-ss it back to that ten
in a sundress
dabbin’ fancy, showin’ chest
chippendale she wanna dance
so she grab me by my hand
but she wasted off the whiskey
now her -ss is gettin’ frisky
swear to god she tried to hit me
but she missed since i’m so shifty
old boy, makin noise
collar green, you know my choice
windy city, illinois
where all baddies earn in points
(call it poise)

[chorus]
when she way too bad now…
(yeah)
you know i gotta get that -ss
i cannot wait…

when she way too bad now…
you know she do it for the gram
i cannot say
that she way too bad (nah)
double click, i’m hittin’
slidin’ dm’s, this my chance
i gotta take

[hook]
when we meet unleash my ammo
see me grabbin’ booty
(yeah)
you know i grab a handful

[outro]
(ohhhh)
i said you know i grab a hand full
(ohhhh)
i said you know i grab a hand full

when she way too bad now…
(buh duh duh duh duh)
(hey)

- bmoore ze bold lyrics

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