Correction Lyrics Bad Lil Bish by B.o.B

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She don't f**k with none of my friends
Got her own money, own bands
Naw, she don't fold under pressure
And when I touch her she gon' make that a** bend
That's a bad little b*t*h, that's a bad little b*t*h
That's a bad little b*t*h, that's a bad little b*t*h
No, she don't know none of my exes
From the hood and she love to talk reckless
Wanna hit her from the front
Wanna hang b*t*hes tongue on my necklace
Huh, that's a bad little b*t*h, that's a bad little b*t*h
That's a bad little b*t*h, that's a bad little b*t*h

Yeah, he said he want a bad little b*t*h
Whole lotta a**, no t**s
Causе a scene 'cause my prеsence sick
Never need a n***a bag I'm rich
And tell them broke hoes don't say that line
I got place card I don't wait in line
I can take your man, give him back, spin the block, pa** around b*t*h you ain't taking mine
I can't decide on the benz or the beam
Body a knockout I'm still in them dreams
All these red bottoms got sensitive feet
Steppin' b*t*hes could never be me
'Cause I go hard never delicately
I make 'em hard finna bust out them scales
When he seen you he was soft as a kleenex, what do that mean b*t*h, what do you think
Uum, he wanna f**k on a bad hoe, f**k his ex b*t*h she a mad hoe
I don't argue I just give him mad throat
Give me [?] and Versace bathrobes
N***as pocket watching I got mad dough
East side, Candler Road
He like the way that my belly roll
Brown skin look like Kelly Rowland, Tate
She don't f**k with none of my friends
Got her own money, own bands
Naw, she don't fold under pressure
And when I touch her she gon' make that a** bend
That's a bad little b*t*h, that's a bad little b*t*h
That's a bad little b*t*h, that's a bad little b*t*h
No, she don't know none of my exes
From the hood and she love to talk reckless
Wanna hit her from the front
Wanna hang b*t*hes tongue on my necklace
Huh, that's a bad little b*t*h, that's a bad little b*t*h
That's a bad little b*t*h, that's a bad little b*t*h

Check, look, she wanna scrape up the plate
She wanna play, I wanna play
She from [?] yeah
Yeah that's my b*t*h call her bae, yeah
All of her friends is bad, they kids is bad, you know that she bad news
Shorty was moving too fast to f**k in the car, gotta f**k in the bathroom (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bad little bitty from the city, side be with me, main be with me
Ren and Stimpy, plenty Henny, split it 50/50
Tint the Bentley [?]
She 'bout to come out that fenty, fenty
I'm 'bout to bust out that jammy, jammy
Honestly you can't offend me, -fend me
Kings of the south, I'm authentic
-Thentic, -thentic, -thentic, I'm the illest n***a in it
And I'm [?] then I snap, they bought shades, watch me hit it
One man's thot is another man's mistress
One man's dirt ain't none of my business
I toe tag every pu**y I been in
Bad little b*t*h, never get in her feelings
She don't f**k with none of my friends
Got her own money, own bands
Naw, she don't fold under pressure
And when I touch her she gon' make that a** bend
That's a bad little b*t*h, that's a bad little b*t*h
That's a bad little b*t*h, that's a bad little b*t*h
No, she don't know none of my exes
From the hood and she love to talk reckless
Wanna hit her from the front
Wanna hang b*t*he's toungue on my necklace
Huh, that's a bad little b*t*h, that's a bad little b*t*h
That's a bad little b*t*h, that's a bad little b*t*h

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