the club for sinners - bad bitch lyrics
[intro: the club for sinners]
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woke up this morning, i got .30 in the clip
bad b+tch, cute face, h+lla ice up on my wrist
look like stephen when i shoot, ’cause i swear that i don’t miss
got the bl!ck and .42, and you know i’m ’bout to hit
[chorus: the club for sinners, axaero]
woke up this morning, i got .30 in the clip
bad b+tch, cute face, h+lla ice up on my wrist
look like stephen when i shoot (yeah), ’cause i swear that i don’t miss
got the bl!ck and .42, and you know i’m ’bout to hit, ay
swervin’ in the coupe, bad b+tches suckin’ d+ck
she want me too (haha), call me carti, ’cause i really had to do this sh+t
i’m whippin’ maserati’s while i’m downing this bacardi
left the party with a baddie (ay, ay), now we at the after party
[verse 1: axaero]
i just woke up at a party, i got b+tches on my body, yeah
they been taking shots, getting crazy off the molly, ay
wake up next day, i’m in a f+cking benz truck
boy, you hating but you broke, need to get your bands up (ay)
okay baby, what it do? ay, you be looking cute, ay
show me how you move it, shake that ass inside the room, ay (ay)
talkin’ all that sh+t, but who the f+ck is you?
i know you mad i took your shawty, now she sippin’ on the juice, ay
[verse 2: the club for sinners]
let’s get it moving, shawty shake that ass (sup)
your b+tch, she wants my digits, but i told her i’ma pass
she all up in my dm’s ’cause she knows that i’m the one
to me, ‘lil baby, you look like you’re one nights worth of fun, ay
bad, bad b+tch, but i ain’t no f+cking simp
i got h+lla baddies on my line, they all up on my d+ck
i f+cked two b+tches one at a time, they all just wanna link
but you’re the baddest of them all, but i only wanna hit (only wanna)
[bridge: the club for sinners]
but set the mood, baby, tell me what to do (ay)
i can’t be your man, but i can call you boo (yeah)
i came with all these other hoes, i got my eyes all over you (ay)
i cannot be your lover (ay, ay, ay), but just let me do some things to you
[chorus: the club for sinners]
woke up this morning, i got .30 in the clip
bad b+tch, cute face, h+lla ice up on my wrist
look like stephen when i shoot (yeah), ’cause i swear that i don’t miss
got the bl!ck and .42, and you know i’m ’bout to hit, ay
swervin’ in the coupe, bad b+tches suckin’ d+ck
she want me too (haha), call me carti, ’cause i really had to do this sh+t
i’m whippin’ maserati’s while i’m downing this bacardi
left the party with a baddie (ay, ay, ay), now we at the after party
[outro]
necu
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