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My nigga. Ain't no party like a West Coast party, you Know what I'm sayin'? And every night To the mornin'. Yeah. Uh, uh. Five in the mornin', we still tipsy. Gangsta nigga, long talk with the stickies. Roll the bottles, you ain't rock 'em like this, P. Scrappy with me, know he got to do A hickey. Fuckin' around, I think I drank a Whole Mickey. Half a fifth of the Henny, I'm fizzy. Gutta with it, we ain't poppin' no Cris', Cazalis with it, summertime so tricky. Stay on point, the feds love to catch you Slippin'. And you know we stay strapped in case The enemies trippin'. But hold up, Damn, I think my bitch just called. Just hit for five racks on another outcall. Told her keep the trick high, get another eight Ball. And she gon' do what it do 'cause She a seasoned ho. Fine tail, high class, Four Seasons though. We don't even post ass, Don't need to stroke, woah. I'm lookin' for a bad bitch, a bad bitch. I'm lookin' for a bad bitch, a bad bitch. I ain't fuckin' with no sad bitch, no sad Bitch. I ain't fuckin' with no sad bitch, that's Average. Run up my money, give me my money. Run up my money, lil' dumb bitch. Run up my money, give me my money. Run up my money, lil' stupid ho. What the hell? So you just blocked me or What? Mm-hmm, hell yeah. I thought you wanted to meet up last night. Now you not answerin' no more. Yeah. I don't know. Man. Well, you enjoy day in the tree or Maybe I'll talk to you later. La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la. Bitch, fuck you. Put your name and your number, Eyes out the window. It's gettin' heated up in Here, we fuckin' for the summer. Rag top bouncin', catchin' more than bitches' eye. Ain't no disguise, shut up, bitch, you tellin' lies. I skate off to the next bitch, a bad Bitch. She got some money or she never had Shit. Eeny, meeny, moe, I guess the bitch buyin' Toe. If she holler, "Let it go," I don't Fuck with the ho. I'm from Long Beach, Two of the lociest. Ain't no hocus pocus, yeah, you fuckin' with the Lociest. I'm on point, stay focused, I'm watchin' 'em too. And if a bitch is super bad, Then I'm fuckin' 'em too. It's that nigga Dash, tenda your P work. Stand on ten toes to a bitch super dirty. I let them gangsta bitches 'bout their business with Them super bad, bad, bad bitches. I'm lookin' for a bad bitch, a bad bitch. I'm lookin' for a bad bitch, a bad bitch. I ain't fuckin' with no sad bitch, no sad Bitch. I ain't fuckin' with no sad bitch, that's Average. Run my money, give me my money. Run up my money, lil' dumb bitch. Run up my money, give me my money. Run up my money, lil' stupid ho.
Jay Worthy, LNDN DRGS, Daz Dillinger — Bad Bitch
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