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Baddest bitch you've ever seen thus far When we pull up in the car Every time your nigga see us out he be like "Rah" Uh, you ain't seen nothing like this before In the Merc 3-door, boss bitch galore Sauce dripping on the floor and I keep it raw Talking like they want more but they're keeping score Still I'm winning, tight pussy I'm gripping Baby I'm never tripping, rolling in Gucci linen I get the bag, I get the bag, I get it done Still they're talking shit, fam I'll get you bun Coming from the South side of the slum Ay, bodybag, bodybag Yeah I'm killing shit, baddest in the bits With the clique make a nigga sick, why you on my dick? I mean you want my clit like you want a hit Why you talking slick? You ain't with the shits He's so obsessed man, I've got him in his feelings for real Said I'm a snack but he tryna eat the cake like a meal Labels on me like designers, tryna sign me a deal How you want a housewife when you ain't paying the bills? Just a hood bitch, coming from the hood, bitch Just a hood bitch, coming from the, ay And you know I'm ratchet (And you know dat) I don't never have it (And you know dat) Letras de canciones I'll be there anytime it starts off Why you moving like you're 'bout it? Little bitch, park off Now I'm on a grown ting but you know what it is Have your jaw rocking like, you want this? I'm a six foot bitch, I do it big I don't ever bring no nigga to the crib Don't holler at the kid When you ain't doing nothing for your kids You a pussy and you moving mushy (Moving mushy) Acting like it's kushtie Little nigga don't push me You a fraud and a crook (And a crook) Don't try take me for no mook boy Yeah, I'm really with the shits boy And you know I'm doing bits boy Playing with me, I ain't no toy I don't need dick, I've got my own toy Everybody mad Everybody mad Just a hood bitch, coming from the hood, bitch Just a hood bitch, coming from the, ay And you know I'm ratchet (And you know that) I don't never have it (And you know that) Every day I'm making profit Never taking losses Bitch who you think you fucking crossing? I'm a problem (Who?) We can get the block rocking, block popping But I'm busy getting money Who the fucking you calling honey when you bummy? Did you pay for the honey? I don't know man Fuck these niggas, that's the programme He tryna fuck me to some slow jams I just need a hundred more grands Baddest bitch you've ever seen thus far When we pull up in the car Every time your nigga see us out he be like "Rah" Uh, you ain't seen nothing like this before In the Merc 3-door Baddest bitch you've ever seen thus far When we pull up in the car Every time your nigga see us out he be like "Rah" You ain't seen nothing like this before In the Merc 3-door, boss bitch galore Just a hood bitch, coming from the hood, bitch Just a hood bitch, coming from the hood, bitch Just a hood bitch, coming from the hood, bitch Just a hood bitch, coming from the hood, bitch Just a hood bitch, coming from the hood, bitch Just a hood bitch, coming from the- And you know I'm ratchet (And you know dat) I don't never have it (And you know dat) Just a hood bitch, coming from the hood, bitch Just a hood bitch, coming from the hood, bitch Just a hood bitch, coming from the hood, bitch Just a hood bitch, coming from the hood, bitch Just a hood bitch, coming from the - hood From Letras Mania