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Use A− / A+ para ajustar a leituraBad Boy (feat. Young Thug)
YeahWill Smith and Martin Lawrence, I'm a bad boy(Yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)AyyWill Smith and Martin Lawrence, I'm a bad boyWent and got off my ass, and got to the cashAnd got in my bag, boyPlease don't think it's sweet, I stay with the heatEven though I'm a sad boyYou better watch the way you breathe around me'Fore that breath be your last, boy (Let's go, yee)I've been drinking Red Razz boy (Red, yeah)I've been trappin' all these birds, McCoy (McCoy, brr, brr, brr, brr)Newborn baby, my Richard Mille in nine months, oohOverseas, hundred scheme, bitch, croissants (Yeah)Wrecked the GT-R (Skrrt) , I love to crash carsI'm a bad boy so I got a bad broadFuturistic rides imported from Mars (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)Smith & Wesson. 45, put a hole in his heartBetter not play with me, killers they stay with meYour bae, she lay with meShe fell in love with my ice, yeah, that hockey rinkWhen they come to kick it, I'm not on a soccer teamYou are all makin' this part of my prophecyRaf Simons match my Prada jeansI'ma do the dash, get to the bag, ain't no one as bad as meWill Smith and Martin Lawrence, I'm a bad boyWent and got off my ass, and got to the cashAnd got in my bag, boyPlease don't think it's sweet, I stay with the heatEven though I'm a sad boyYou better watch the way you breathe around me'Fore that breath be your last, boy, uh (Let's go, yee)I've been drinking Red Razz boy (Red, yeah)I've been trappin' all these birds, McCoy (McCoy, brr, brr, brr, brr)Newborn baby, my Richard Mille in nine months, oohOverseas, hundred scheme, bitch, croissants (Yeah)Sticky, sticky, ricky, I smoke Skittles, not no sticky (Sticky)I shot at his mommy, now he no longer mention me (Thot, thot)You say you want smoke, and I've been comin' down the chimney (Whoa)You got barbecue, you bitches, I'm so fried and they crispy (Ooh)I had on Margielas when I shot at the cunt (Murk)Act like you want war and they gon' smoke you like a blunt (Smoke you like a blunt)I'm just keeping it real with ya, I'm just bein' blunt (I'm just being blunt)Porsche Carrera got the pipes out the back like a skunk, yeah (Skrrt)(Skrrt-skrrt, skrrt-skrrt)That's just the sound of the Benz (Skrrt) , I keep it, the 'Vette (Skrrt)I keep me a text (Skrrt) , I delete your message (Skrrt)I bust on her chest (Skrrt) , I made a mess (Skrrt)I hope for the best (Skrrt) , go like a chaser (Skrrt)I be the best (Skrrt) , I got the neck (Skrrt)I can turn a check (Skrrt) , look like Project X (Skrrt, skrrt)Will Smith and Martin Lawrence, I'm a bad boyWent and got off my ass, and got to the cashAnd got in my bag, boyPlease don't think it's sweet, I stay with the heatEven though I'm a sad boyYou better watch the way you breathe around me'Fore that breath be your last, boy, uh (Let's go, yee)I've been drinking Red Razz boy (Red, yeah)I've been trappin' all these birds, McCoy (McCoy, brr, brr, brr, brr)Newborn baby, my Richard Mille in nine months, oohOverseas, hundred scheme, bitch, croissants (Yeah)
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