bad (Explicit) - 310babii/James Brown
Lyrics by：Kameron Milner/Larry L. Jacks/James Brown/Charles Bobbit/Fred Wesley
Composed by：Kameron Milner/Larry L. Jacks/James Brown/Charles Bobbit/Fred Wesley
Produced by：Kanguru/Sean Momberger
Bad motha' know what ya see?
Aye I don't like good girls I need all my ******* bad bad
Lookin' back throwin' all that a*s girl you bad bad
I'm a cop you a new Chanel bag 'cause you bad bad
No filter on your pictures yeah you bad
Get it get it get it girl you bad
Hair and nails done yeah your whole clique bad
I want you not yo' friends baby yeah you bad
Spendin' all this cash on you baby 'cause you bad bad
Broke nigga all up in your mentions lookin' sad
I'ma put lil' shawty in detention 'cause she bad bad
She some fine **** yeah the type I can't pass
I'ma upgrade your life yeah I'm talkin' first class 'cause you bad bad
Who it is? It's the baby 3 1 0
Who you know? What?
Got a lot of paper I'ma always want mo'
I'ma always want mo'
Yeah they gon' talk but them the people I don't know
They gon' talk aye aye aye
And if it ain't about a check she won't go aye
She my type that's right yeah
Slim waist and her toenails white whoa
You can come over but you can't spend the night though
Ain't want to take you from your man it's only right though
I don't like good girls I need all my ******* bad bad
Lookin' back throwin' all that a*s girl you bad bad
I'm a cop you a new Chanel bag 'cause you bad bad
No filter on your pictures yeah you bad bad
Get it get it get it girl you bad
Hair and nails done yeah your whole clique bad
I want you not yo' friends baby yeah you bad
Spendin' all this cash on you baby 'cause you bad bad
Say she love Cartier so I put buffs on her
Yeah she bad can't lose her put the Cuffs on her
Called Desto like she need a collab
'Cause baby that's an awful lot of bad
H-h-hold up let the beat break down
They used to call your phone but them niggas can't now
All your homegirls yeah they tryna hang now
Put them diamonds in your ear dancin' like James Brown
Yeah you shinin' yeah you glowin'
Tell you you the baddest you like I'm already knowin'
Body for her sweatsuit all her curves showin'
She all up in the mirror like"I think my a*s growin'"
I don't like good girls I need all my ******* bad bad
Lookin' back throwin' all that a*s girl you bad bad
I'm a cop you a new Chanel bag 'cause you bad bad
No filter on your pictures yeah you bad
Get it get it get it girl you bad
Hair and nails done yeah your whole clique bad
I want you not yo' friends baby yeah you bad
Spendin' all this cash on you baby 'cause you bad
Cross the tracks uh
Like like what?
Turned my back uh
Like like bow
Cross the tracks uh
Like like what?
Huh turned my back uh
Like like like bow
Paid the cost to be the boss
Like like like bow
I'm a bad motha'
Like like like what?
Huh
Bad bad
