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young sizzle - bad bitches lyrics

[intro]
yeah
dy krazy
yeah, yeah

[chorus]
i got bad b-tches, bad b-tches, bad b-tches
bad b-tches, bad b-tches n-gga
i got bad b-tches, bad b-tches, bad b-tches
bad b-tches, bad b-tches, i got bad b-tches
i f-ck rap n-ggas’ b-tches, yeah, hey
i f-ck trap n-ggas’ b-tches, huh, yeah
i f-ck acting n-ggas’ b-tches, huh, yeah
i f-ck bosses n-ggas’ b-tches, huh, yeah

[verse 1]
same old dirty n-gga, grimey for sure
sizzle man the god, d.o.g for sure
that n-gga like he really do this
they mad that they not with the movement
i keep them lil hoes on some bullsh-t
young sizzle, i’m known to run through a b-tch
we tryna go run up a suitor b-tch
i made my little b-tch go recruit a b-tch
i switch and then swap ’em, the super sh-t
n0body didn’t tell her we hooligans
you say you one hundred, then prove it then
just know from the jump that ho let me in
and if i go broke can you whip a ten?
i might just go buy you a whip again
i love that she bringing her money in
she love to go f-ck and then f-ck again
she play with the wood like a violin
she suck me to sleep ‘fore the night end
that p-ssy too far, roll the dice then
she know i’m a sucker for lightskins
i told her i’m toting that pipe in
didn’t tell him i’m turning his wife in

[verse 2]
mud in my one liter, know i poured the whole four
perkies got me tweaking, i been textin’ old hoes
got b-tches that slip but they head right
she tryna make me run a red light
been luckin’ that lil ho, that head right
i’m tryna go bust in your headlights
my n-ggas been tell me they dead right
don’t have a such thing as a dead night
man f-ck all that, i got to play it right
you know what i’m worth, a whole player, right?
you know that a young n-gga bread right
won’t f-ck up, a young n-gga head hot
don’t pick up the phone until midnight
got two or three b-tches in mid-life
my college b-tch tryna be some’
i had to put her in a threesome
i swear i’m a product of ether
i f-ck on that b-tch and release her
and if she ’bout business, i teach her
forgot that i f-cked me a teacher
i pay the little b-tch ’til her lease up
come f-ck with me ho, can you keep up?

- young sizzle lyrics

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