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Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh | I love bad bitches too | Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh I love bad bitches too Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh I'm rockin' some Trues, well, it's new Von told me to rap my ass off Shit, I'm tryna tell him the same Get to the guap, I'm tryna take this shit far But never forget where I came I want the richy-richies, but I don't really care for fame, uh-huh I want the tracky-trackies, this lil' ho aggy, he ask do my son need a daddy? I been poppin' it, my old ho keep tryna stop me My old friends turnt, wishy-washy Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh I love bad bitches too, a'ight, ooh Put me on planes, when I land, I'll still take flight This lil' ho cute, finna ask her, "What are you doin' tonight?" Green in the cup, but it taste like Sprite I love it so wrong, but it feel so right Uh-huh, it feel so right, uh-huh Uh, uh-huh, uh, uh-huh They talk real big, but they sharin' they pipes, whoo They callin' me Caitlin, I'm ballin', get your pape' up Uh, uh-huh, white in his nose, that shit look like make up Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, I love bad bitches too Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, I love bad bitches too Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, I'm tryna get rich So fuck out my face, tryna lay up Uh-huh, I love bad bitches too Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, I love bad bitches too Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh Huh, go (go)
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