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kash doll & dj infamous – bad azz lyrics

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[intro: kash doll]
(hitmaka!)
(got+got it on smash)
(og parker)
oh

[chorus: kash doll & dj infamous]
i might smash on them b+tches with my bad ass (bad)
f+ck it, let me show them hoes what they mad at (mad)
i might smash on them b+tches with my bad ass (bad)
hey, f+ck it, let me show them hoes what they mad at (mad)
hey, with my bad ass (talk to me)

[verse 1: kash doll]
look, first off
b+tch you know who i am
you ain’t bad b+tch ’cause you runnin’ scams
instagram, snapchat, and onlyfans
you hoppin’ on d+cks, i’m hoppin’ in lam’s
i be with my b+tches on some boss sh+t
you and your b+tches on some loss sh+t
price of the fame, what the cost, b+tch?
if it’s up, then it’s stuck, ain’t no off switch
one or two bad b+tches hoppin’ out the wraith
even in your own city, b+tch you ain’t safe
f+ck you and them p+ssy+ass, six figure ho
hahahaha, woah
[chorus: kash doll & mulatto]
i might smash on them b+tches with my bad ass (bad)
yeah, f+ck it, let me show them hoеs what they mad at (mad)
i might smash on them b+tches with my bad ass (bad)
hеy, f+ck it, let me show them hoes what they mad at (big latto)
hey, with my bad ass

[verse 2: mulatto]
big birkin bag, on a broke b+tch (yeah)
ysl with chanel and some more sh+t (yeah)
all on my d+ck, better hope you don’t choke sis’ (ugh)
wrist on water and my p+ssy on ocean (woo)
young turnt b+tch, i can’t wife a n+gga (nah)
i might f+ck him then forget him, just like a n+gga (d+mn)
i might one night a n+gga, ain’t the type to lie to n+ggas (nah)
f+ck a fake moan, ain’t gon’ cap, like i like a n+gga (nah)
i might smash on a b+tch, where her mad ass?
on my city girls sh+t, where the bag at? (b+tch)
have you ever seen a quarter million in a glass bag?
big latto and kash, that’s what they mad at

[chorus: kash doll & benny the butcher]
i might smash on them b+tches with my bad ass (bad)
yeah, f+ck it, let me show them hoes what they mad at (mad)
hey, i might smash on them b+tches with my bad ass (what you call me for?)
hey, f+ck it, let me show them hoes what they mad at (show theses hoes)
hey, with my bad ass (yeah)
[verse 3: benny the butcher]
i need a bad lil’ b+tch, never gag on the d+ck (uh+huh)
your hoe call me tom brady ’cause i passed on a b+tch (haha)
everything bust down, no flash on them picks
driveway so long, i call a cab to the whip (i called a cab)
it’s real n+ggas still givin’ game so thank us (uh+huh)
really touched seven figures and remained so gangster (i did)
tryna bag my b+tch but you ain’t made no paper (you broke)
got a jewelry case full of tennis chains and bracelets, uh (yeah)
f+ckin’ with a boss n+gga, she deserve to be (she deserve to be)
bought her a salon and paid for her surgery (i did all that)
that p+ssy water, then spoil her certainly
it’s big d+ck baller, whenever she refer to me (yeah)
back to back whips when she runnin’ with us (hmm)
you keep leavin’ heart emojis under pictures (hmm)
i can tell them bad b+tches actin’ funny with you
you know what to do, go and get some money, n+gga

[chorus: kash doll & dj infamous]
i might smash on them b+tches with my bad ass (bad)
f+ck it, let me show them hoes what they mad at (mad)
i might smash on them b+tches with my bad ass (bad)
hey, f+ck it, let me show them hoes what they mad at (mad)
hey, with my bad ass (talk to me)

[outro]
(got+got it on smash)
(og parker)



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