Correction Lyrics BBO (Bad b*tches Only) (Original Version) by Quavo

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Buddah bless this beat

AP on me, iced out, tennis chains, iced out (Ice)
Whole pointers 'round my neck, lookin' like a lighthouse (Shine)
Lil' n***a, pipe down, choppa make ya pipe down
Runnin' man (Woo), runnin' man (Woo), catch me if you can
Runnin' man, runnin' man (Woo), ran off with your bands (Skrrt)
Drink a lot of syrup and I pop a lot of Xans
With the f**k sh*t, but I'm cooler than a fan
Slaughter gang hang a n***a like the Ku Klux Klan
Bad b*t*hes only, bad b*t*hes on me
Bad b*t*hes only, bad b*t*hes on me
Bad b*t*hes only, bad b*t*hes on me
Bad b*t*hes only, bad b*t*hes on me

Hit her for a minute, then I pass her to the homie
Hit her for a minute, then I passed her to the homie
I don't wanna see you when I wake up in the mornin'
Bad b*t*hes only, bad b*t*hes on me (Huncho)

Wide load backin' in, reverse (Beep, beep)
Coutin' up the deads, pull up in hearses (Skrrt, skrrt)
Pocket rocket, but the chopper do the worsts (Groaw, groaw)
f**k a bad b*t*h and then I buy her purses (Woo, yeah)
Ayy, countin' up the M's, that's the earnings (Yeah)
On the Northside kickin' doors and servin' (North)
At the back door, strap inside the turban (Taliban)
Auntie havin' a b*t*h script her Perkys (Auntie)
Popped that seal (Pop it), close that deal (Close it)
We in the field (Yeah), spread them bills (Woo, ayy)
Lean spill (Goddamn), on that Lear (Phew)
Maybach seat with the sheers (Curtains), AP shiftin' gears (Gone)

AP on me, iced out, tennis chains, iced out (Ice)
Whole pointers 'round my neck, lookin' like a lighthouse (Shine)
Lil' n***a, pipe down, choppa make ya pipe down
Runnin' man (Woo), runnin' man (Woo), catch me if you can
Runnin' man, runnin' man (Woo), ran off with your bands (Skrrt)
Drink a lot of syrup and I pop a lot of Xans
With the f**k sh*t, but I'm cooler than a fan
Slaughter gang hang a n***a like the Ku Klux Klan
Bad b*t*hes only, bad b*t*hes on me
Bad b*t*hes only, bad b*t*hes on me
Bad b*t*hes only, bad b*t*hes on me
Bad b*t*hes only, bad b*t*hes on me

Hit her for a minute, then I pass her to the homie
Hit her for a minute, then I passed her to the homie
I don't wanna see you when I wake up in the mornin' (Nah)
Bad b*t*hes only (Woo), bad b*t*hes on me (Woo, woo, woo, Offset)

Yeah, 38 carats in my bracelets (Carats)
Argh, put her on molly, she f**k me brazy (Molly, woo)
We in the field with sticks like this Arcadia (Bow, bow)
Flippin' the game and you n***as gon' meet your maker (Brrt)
Uh, Goyard, havin' them racks and no regard (Racks, racks)
Uh, walkin' around with a bad b*t*h, she a barbie (Bad, bad)
Uh, I started my engine, I'm nowhere, where the car is? (Skrrt)
Uh, hopped in the Wraith and she asked me, “What the stars is?” (Woo, woo)
Every month on the third we get to Narcs in (Packs)
Dogs barkin', then kick the door, no narcs in (None)
Livin' the wild life, think I am Tarzan (Wow)
I took your broad again, she wanna come with the stars again (Hey, hey)

AP on me, iced out, tennis chains, iced out (Ice)
Whole pointers 'round my neck, lookin' like a lighthouse (Shine)
Lil' n***a, pipe down, choppa make ya pipe down
Runnin' man (Woo), runnin' man (Woo), catch me if you can
Runnin' man, runnin' man (Woo), ran off with your bands (Skrrt)
Drink a lot of syrup and I pop a lot of Xans
With the f**k sh*t, but I'm cooler than a fan
Slaughter gang hang a n***a like the Ku Klux Klan
Bad b*t*hes only, bad b*t*hes on me
Bad b*t*hes only, bad b*t*hes on me
Bad b*t*hes only, bad b*t*hes on me
Bad b*t*hes only (Bad), bad b*t*hes on me (Takeoff)

Bad b*t*hes on me, only bad b*t*hes want me
Hold up, where the bad b*t*hes? Look at all the sad b*t*hes (Sad)
Say a hundred, do two hundred on the dash, smash n***a (Smash)
Who want it? 'Cause we run it, ain't no question, ask n***as (Ask)
Better punt it on the fourth, 'cause ain't no runnin' past n***as (No)
Man, we done it, that's important, who you trust to blast with you? (Who?)
Make it spaz, that's a quarter cash in the caterpillar (Spaz)
Porsche tags on the n***a ass, I'm a cop killer (f**k 'em)
Reggie Miller, shoot 'em, bill up, say "Phillipe" while you say "Philip"
Double cup, codeine killer, Houston Texas, now who trilla?
Bad b*t*hes in the mirror, told her take the team with her (Bad)
Bet she bring the team with her, bring the blue and green, lookin' at my (Ice)

AP on me, iced out, tennis chains, iced out (Ice)
Whole pointers 'round my neck, lookin' like a lighthouse (Shine)
Lil' n***a, pipe down, choppa make ya pipe down
Runnin' man (Woo), runnin' man (Woo), catch me if you can
Runnin' man, runnin' man (Woo), ran off with your bands (Skrrt)
Drink a lot of syrup and I pop a lot of Xans
With the f**k sh*t, but I'm cooler than a fan
Slaughter gang hang a n***a like the Ku Klux Klan
Bad b*t*hes only, bad b*t*hes on me
Bad b*t*hes only, bad b*t*hes on me
Bad b*t*hes only, bad b*t*hes on me
Bad b*t*hes only, bad b*t*hes on me

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