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ABB - Bad Man Lyrics



ABB - Bad Man Lyrics
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I said I'm back up in that mode, baller belly shit I guess I'm gettin old
Mastros and crab boils, eating seafood on a boat
I ain't mean to gas you up, but this shit here on the floor
Still trippin over Bear, I can't neva let it go
42 and swimming pools, count bands and smoke dope
Black trucks, corner rooms jet skis and speed boats
Through the day we OT, by the night we SOE gone
In the stu with two freaks, I just made like four songs
And when I say I want your friend don't catch an attitude
Cause if my brother crush I'll let it slide and won't get mad at you
I just copped a Mach-E off the lot, I might wrap it too
7 figures really ain't enough I live in Cali boo
Why would I brag about a bitch, you prolly bagged her too
No regrets it is what is, that's what I had to do
When we hit the club we f*ck it up, like a prostitute
Young humble niggas with a bag, and they poppin' too
Tell a bitch lead by example, what would yo momma do
Tell her like all I got is d***, then the rest on you
Busy man imma business man I might need suit
Lil Nate be on bullshit and imma problem too
Aye, aye
That's a bad man
Pullin up with 5 percent tint like he Batman
Your music hoot, imma throw it in the trash can
Blue cruise drive the whip like he ain't got hands
(Ahh, ahh, ahh) That's a bad man
Pullin up with 5 percent tint like he Batman
Your music hoot, imma throw it in the trash can
Blue cruise, drive the whip like he ain't got hands
(Ahh, ahh, ahh)
Bad Man, Bad Man, Bad Man, Bad Man
(Ahh, ahh, ahh)
Bad Man, Bad Man, Bad Man, Bad Man
$750 onna fit, this that light drip
Looking for a bitch to call mine but I can't find it
She say she deserve more of my time but I been grinding
No money like a coin you would change so that is nonsense (non cents)
Pullin' up chop it up wit soe like what's the knowledge
F*ck hoes we flip packs and still went to college
F*ck hoes we flip packs and still go to college
Chasing green like an olive think it's safe to say we poppin like
(Ahh, Ahh, Ahh)
That's the sound of the K, I just wanted to be great
I want to see you just as much, sorry bae but not today
I'm on the road I'm outta state, I just hope we make it safe
And I be going like
(Ahh, Ahh)
(Who is this?)
That's a bad man
Pullin up with 5 percent tint like he Batman
Your music hoot, imma throw it in the trash can
Blue cruise drive the whip like he ain't got hands
(Ahh, ahh, ahh) That's a bad man
Pullin up with 5 percent tint like he Batman
Your music hoot, imma throw it in the trash can
Blue cruise, drive the whip like he ain't got hands
(Ahh, ahh, ahh)
Bad Man, Bad Man, Bad Man, Bad Man
(Ahh, ahh, ahh)
Bad Man, Bad Man, Bad Man, Bad Man
SOE is in the building bitch
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I said I'm back up in that mode, baller belly shit I guess I'm gettin old
Mastros and crab boils, eating seafood on a boat
I ain't mean to gas you up, but this shit here on the floor
Still trippin over Bear, I can't neva let it go
42 and swimming pools, count bands and smoke dope
Black trucks, corner rooms jet skis and speed boats
Through the day we OT, by the night we SOE gone
In the stu with two freaks, I just made like four songs
And when I say I want your friend don't catch an attitude
Cause if my brother crush I'll let it slide and won't get mad at you
I just copped a Mach-E off the lot, I might wrap it too
7 figures really ain't enough I live in Cali boo
Why would I brag about a bitch, you prolly bagged her too
No regrets it is what is, that's what I had to do
When we hit the club we f*ck it up, like a prostitute
Young humble niggas with a bag, and they poppin' too
Tell a bitch lead by example, what would yo momma do
Tell her like all I got is d***, then the rest on you
Busy man imma business man I might need suit
Lil Nate be on bullshit and imma problem too
Aye, aye
That's a bad man
Pullin up with 5 percent tint like he Batman
Your music hoot, imma throw it in the trash can
Blue cruise drive the whip like he ain't got hands
(Ahh, ahh, ahh) That's a bad man
Pullin up with 5 percent tint like he Batman
Your music hoot, imma throw it in the trash can
Blue cruise, drive the whip like he ain't got hands
(Ahh, ahh, ahh)
Bad Man, Bad Man, Bad Man, Bad Man
(Ahh, ahh, ahh)
Bad Man, Bad Man, Bad Man, Bad Man
$750 onna fit, this that light drip
Looking for a bitch to call mine but I can't find it
She say she deserve more of my time but I been grinding
No money like a coin you would change so that is nonsense (non cents)
Pullin' up chop it up wit soe like what's the knowledge
F*ck hoes we flip packs and still went to college
F*ck hoes we flip packs and still go to college
Chasing green like an olive think it's safe to say we poppin like
(Ahh, Ahh, Ahh)
That's the sound of the K, I just wanted to be great
I want to see you just as much, sorry bae but not today
I'm on the road I'm outta state, I just hope we make it safe
And I be going like
(Ahh, Ahh)
(Who is this?)
That's a bad man
Pullin up with 5 percent tint like he Batman
Your music hoot, imma throw it in the trash can
Blue cruise drive the whip like he ain't got hands
(Ahh, ahh, ahh) That's a bad man
Pullin up with 5 percent tint like he Batman
Your music hoot, imma throw it in the trash can
Blue cruise, drive the whip like he ain't got hands
(Ahh, ahh, ahh)
Bad Man, Bad Man, Bad Man, Bad Man
(Ahh, ahh, ahh)
Bad Man, Bad Man, Bad Man, Bad Man
SOE is in the building bitch
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Writer: Albert Odom III
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: ABB
Language: English
Length: 2:47
Written by: Albert Odom III

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