Prince Bambii - Bad Boys (feat. GodIsMikey)

Prince Bambii
GodIsMikey
Man they can't stand we
Where them bad boys that need a bad girl
Where them bad girls that need a bad boy
Where them boss niggas see them at the top floor
Where them boss bitches see you at the top floor
Where them bad boys that need a bad girl
Where them bad girls that need a bad boy
Where them boss niggas see them at the top floor
Where them boss bitches see you at the top floor
I'm just looking in the mirror
What the fuck you broke you my heart for
Niggas ain't shit fuck you sitting on the pot for
Ever since I left you been chillin looking dapper
Friends talking shit pointing fingers he's a rapper
Bottle up my anger take it out on some clappers
Beat it out the frame, home run, yes I'm a batter
Bambii Bambii Bambii ain't no other nigga badder than
On the low I'm making moves shoutout to Mick Jagger man
Never been about the chatter man
Change your name to cadaver man
Niggas swear they Cupid
But they hit you with the dagger man
Why you checking for me
Don't be checking for me
If it's not the Westin
You can't check in for me
Yes I got expensive taste
Stacking bread with my cheese
In my head I got weed
Mirror mirror who I be?
Fresh prince on my feet
Mirror mirror who I be?
Check my wrist it might freeze yeah
Where them bad boys that need a bad girl
Where them bad girls that need a bad boy
Where them boss niggas see them at the top floor
Where them boss bitches see you at the top floor
Where them bad boys that need a bad girl
Where them bad girls that need a bad boy
Where them boss niggas see them at the top floor
Where them boss bitches see you at the top floor
See me falling come save me
But all you do is just blame me
All you do is just shame me
What's your price baby name it
I know you want it you want it but can't say that
Imma keep falling and falling
I'm falling way back
How you keep doing me doing me
Do me way bad
I'm a bad boy for you I might could change that
Listen
I'm a boss nigga every chain on me glistens
Ice on the watch every face on me drippings
When you get the ??? Yeah I know you get the feeling
Fruits of my labor got me ripe for the picking
But still would you choose me bitch
You know the Gram blowing up from them groupies bitch
A couple different hoes that's afraid to lose me shit
I swear you got me going crazy like I'm losing shit
God
Where them bad boys that need a bad girl
Where them bad girls that need a bad boy
Where them boss niggas see them at the top floor
Where them boss bitches see you at the top floor
Where them bad boys that need a bad girl
Where them bad girls that need a bad boy
Where them boss niggas see them at the top floor
Where them boss bitches see you at the top floor
Where them bad boys that need a bad girl
Where them bad girls that need a bad boy
Where them boss niggas see them at the top floor
Where them boss bitches see you at the top floor

Written by:
DeYon Manning, Michael Young

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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