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310babii & James Brown
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Hey, I don't like good girls, I need all my bitches bad
Looking back, throwing all that ass, girl, you bad
I'm a cop, you a new Chanel bag, 'cause you bad
No filter on your pictures, yeah, you get it, get it, get it
Girl, you a nails done, yeah, your whole clique
I want you, not your friends, baby
Yeah, you spinning on this cash, baby, 'cause you bad
Broke niggas all up in your mentions, looking sad
Imma put little shawty in detention, 'cause she bad
She some fine shit, yeah, the top, I can't pass
Imma upgrade your life, yeah
I'm talking first class, 'cause you bad
Who it is? It's the baby doing up
What I got? A lot of paper, I'm always one up
They gonna talk, but them the people won't know
And if it ain't about a check, she won't go
Hey, my type, that's right, yeah, slim waist, toenails white
Whoa, you can come over, but you can't spend the night though
And I wanna take you from your man, that's only right
I don't like good girls, I need all my bitches bad
Looking back, throwing all that ass, girl, you bad
I'm a cop, you a new Chanel bag, 'cause you bad
No filter on your pictures, yeah, get it, get it, get it
Girl, you a nails done, your whole clique
I want you, not your friends, baby
Yeah, you spending all this cash on you, baby, 'cause you bad
God said she love Cartier, so I put rocks on her
Yeah, she bad, can't lose her
Put the C on her, call her like she need a collab
'Cause, baby, that's an awful lot of bad
Let the beat break down
They used to call your phone, but them niggas can't now
All your homegirls, yeah, they trying to hang now
Put them diamonds in your ear, dancing like James Brown
Yeah, you shining, you glowing
Telling you, you the baddest, you like, "I'm already know."
Body first, sweatsuit or curve, showing y'all up in the mirror
Like, I think my eyes growing
I don't like good girls, I need all my bitches bad
Looking back, throwing all that ass, girl, you bad
I'm a cop, you a new Chanel bag, 'cause you bad
No flips on your pictures, yeah, you come on, get it, get it, get it
Girl, you earn those done, yeah, your whole clique
I want you, not your friends, baby
Yeah, you spending all this cash on you, baby, 'cause you bad
Tough track. Turn my back, turn my back