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We gon' start this shit off right (off right) We got bad ass bitches in the house tonight We gon' start this shit off right (off right) We got some bad ass bitches in the house tonight We gon' start this shit off right (off right) We got some bad ass bitches in the house tonight We gon' start this shit off right (off right) We got some bad ass bitches in the house tonight We got some bad ass bitches, bad ass bitches Bitches outside, them some sad ass bitches Leggo (leggo, yeah, leggo, yeah, yeah, yeah) We got some bad ass bitches, bad ass bitches Bitches outside, them some sad ass bitches Leggo (leggo, yea, leggo, yeah, yeah, yeah) Ashanti Luh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-huh Luh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-huh Luh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-huh Luh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-huh I fucked around and made a buncha fuck around money Now I feel like found money I'm fuckin' awesome, to awesome have a child for me Got homies who ain't comin' home 'til the cows coming Niggas with power, they tryna press our power buttons Letras de cancionesNow baby make that ass clap like it's proud of me She said "I will" like ill with an apostrophe Its Lil Tunechi, word around on the streets That everything is workin' out like obliques, they wanna see it obese You drive me crazy you gon' crash the vert Get out my business why you act like a clerk I got a white girl she call me names like bastard and jerk That's when I send her ass back to the 'burbs Fucked her right good night, die wit' em open I'm with a big booty bitch dressed inappropriate Cocaine, baking soda and some hot water Kept the feinds comin' back to me, not karma Smiled at my first kilo like a proud father Smiled at my first judge like I'll be out tomorrow, keep the Glock on 'em All eyes on me, I had a Pac moment This a Mannie Fresh beat and I go Pac on it My homeboys proud of me like Barack homies Your homeboys tired of me, I hope they die yawnin' Leave ya house haunted I ain't kiddin', I ain't playin', fuck up your house party Lil Tunechi So DJ, won’t you play some more songs? ‘Cause we ain’t got nowhere to go but home Yeah, we ain’t got nowhere to go but wrong Whoa, whoa-oh-oh-oh So DJ, won’t you play some more songs? ‘Cause we ain’t got nowhere to go but home Yeah, we ain’t got nowhere to go but wrong Whoa, whoa-oh-oh-oh (Got you Ashanti) Just a watch and a mink coat, yeah Wherever I spit at a tree grow I’m a blood with some C-notes And I’m getting more checks than a peep hole Yo, I done been through hell and back on a steamboat Met the devil, came back feeling frío Gang bangin’, tatted up like latinos And since I’m on my Spanish shit, it’s Carter cinco Mommy is bionic and bisexual, bilingual Mommy is a goddess, but she gotta let her wings show Mommy tryna fuck me with her team, that’s a team sport All these bad bitches in this bitch, but I ain’t seen yours Muscle car look like I just got out the bean, whoa Drop the top smell like I just opened the weed store A nice beat mixed with Tunechi like a cream float With Mannie Fresh the O.G Now it's a G yo! Luh-uh-uh Yeah, got the squad in this bitch in case it pop off Lu-uh Fresh, can you please tell these niggas I’ve been rich since the Hot Boys Luh-uh-uh Bad ass dog by the screen door Lu-uh Your girl walkin’ ‘round my house when I’m in in my watch and my mink coat Luh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-huh Yeah, now everybody throw a 5, throw a 5, Carter cinco Luh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-huh And since I’m on my Spanish shit, them other boys Finito Luh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-huh We gon' start this shit off right We got bad ass bitches in the house tonight Luh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-huh We gon' start this shit off right (yeah) We got some bad ass bitches in the house tonight Luh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-huh We got some bad ass bitches, some bad ass bitches Bitches outside, them some sad ass bitches Leggo (yea, leggo, yeah, yeah, yeah) We got some bass bitches, some bad ass bitches In the restroom in the mirror taking pictures, alright, yeah That’s alright, yeah That’s alright, yeah That’s alright, yeah We got some bad ass bitches, some bad ass bitches Couple niggas trippin’, mean muggin’, makin’ fistses, alright It’s alright, but we don’t fight, no Welcome From Letras Mania