dj durel - bad moves lyrics
[intro: rich the kid & quavo]
bad moves
trap, i might shoot
in miami
dj durel!
[chorus: rich the kid]
she don’t even love me, she just like me ’cause i’m bad
i was in the ‘rari pullin’ off, i made ’em mad (skrrt)
if they try to pull me over, i’ma do the dash (woo, woo)
if she give me top, then i might f-ck her on the corner (woo, woo, woo)
bad boy (bad), i’m so f-ckin’ bad, i was cuttin’ cl-ss (cl-ss)
bad, bad, ain’t no hall p-ss, i was trappin’ gas (gas)
i might shoot (i might shoot), i was ridin’ ’round miami with no roof (’round miami)
bad boy, pull up flexin’ in the coupe
[verse 1: rich the kid]
got a chopper and it’s brand new, brand new
got a b-tch and she bad too, bad too
i’m in mia (mia)
rolls royce or the lamb’, what we gon’ ride today? (skrrt)
i’m a bad boy, run up, you might get blown away
[verse 2: quavo & rich the kid]
makin’ bad moves (money), bad moves
bad b-tches like ’em bad too (bad), bad too (woo)
get that bad today (uh)
we the hottest in the city (uh), don’t try to ride the wave (no)
young n-ggas takin’ over, they some bad babies (quavo)
[chorus: rich the kid]
she don’t even love me, she just like me ’cause i’m bad
i was in the ‘rari pullin’ off, i made ’em mad (skrrt)
if they try to pull me over, i’ma do the dash (woo, woo)
if she give me top, then i might f-ck her on the corner (woo, woo, woo)
bad boy (bad), i’m so f-ckin’ bad, i was cuttin’ cl-ss (cl-ss)
bad, bad, ain’t no hall p-ss, i was trappin’ gas (gas)
i might shoot (i might shoot), i was ridin’ ’round miami with no roof (’round miami)
bad boy, pull up flexin’ in the coupe
[verse 3: quavo]
woo, quavo
fifty thousand, i’ma flex in all hunnids (fifty)
i’m so bad, michael jackson owe me money (woo-hee)
i’m so bad, ali couldn’t touch me (ali)
i’m so bad, i flew a bad b-tch out the country (bad, bad)
[verse 4: rich the kid]
say, “i love you,” i was lyin’, that was yesterday (yesterday)
pocket rocket in the club, but that’s the only way (that’s the only way)
if i know that i won’t win then i won’t even play
i’m so bad that i was waitin’ on a bad day
[chorus: rich the kid]
she don’t even love me, she just like me ’cause i’m bad
i was in the ‘rari pullin’ off, i made ’em mad (skrrt)
if they try to pull me over, i’ma do the dash (woo, woo)
if she give me top, then i might f-ck her on the corner (woo, woo, woo)
bad boy (bad), i’m so f-ckin’ bad, i was cuttin’ cl-ss (cl-ss)
bad, bad, ain’t no hall p-ss, i was trappin’ gas (gas)
i might shoot (i might shoot), i was ridin’ ’round miami with no roof (’round miami)
bad boy, pull up flexin’ in the coupe
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