King Kelechi - BADDIE

I want my wife to look like
I want my wife to look like her
I want my wife to look like
I want my wife to look like her
She bad, bad, bad
Yeah, she a baddie
Baddie
Baddie
Baddie
Baddie
Baddie
Baddie
Yeah, she a baddie
Baddie
Baddie
Baddie
Baddie
Baddie
Baddie
Hips don't lie, but they chatty
Talk to me girl, what is your addy?
What is your type girl, what is your sign?
I only care if it matches with mine
I only care if you're matching my freak
Givenchy panties and Louie V sheets
Hit you tonight and then hit you next week
Hit you so good you forget how to speak
I want my wife to look like
I want my wife to look like her
I want my wife to look like
I want my wife to look like her
She bad, bad,
Bad, bad
Bad, bad, bad
Yeah, she bad, bad,
Bad, bad
Bad, bad, bad
She a baddie
Baddie
Baddie
Baddie
Baddie
Baddie
Baddie
Yeah, she a baddie
Baddie
Baddie
Baddie
Baddie
Baddie
Baddie
What's your name?
Who's your daddy?
Does he know his daughters a baddie?
Does he know you're moving your fatty?
Be my BM, I'll be the pappy
What's your name?
Who's your daddy?
Does he know his daughters a baddie?
Does he know you're moving your fatty?
Be my BM, baby oh, baby oh
You're a baddie, baddie, baddie
You're a baddie, baddie, baddie
You're a baddie, baddie, baddie
You're a baddie, baddie, baddie
Oh, you're a baddie

Written by:
Craig Needsahug, King Uchekwe

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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