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Artists Without Limits - Bad Intentions Lyrics




Ain't this that kinda life, even paul wall aint got the kinda ice
Live it up for the hype, baby girl lets get wild for the night
All I really wanna is yo ho wants to be with me and she aint playin'
You know what I'm sayin'
And did I mention, just some scholars with bad intentions
I got that powerball
I'm finna' burn it all
Wild'n out in the halls
Wake n bakin is my protocol
Girl yo ball control is on kyrie Irving
I'm swervin'
Y'all servin'
Y'all sleepin'
I'm workin'
I'm dreamin' it's vivid, from day one predicted
I gets bad intentions, when I see you in my mentions
This rappin shit she say I'm fluent
Takin' every chance I get while other n****s blew it
Takin' every chance you get to like a n****s pics
Brought a whole zip but all she wanted was some
N****s mad at the players they can't do we like we do
You ain't with the team
Bangin' hits up on the stream
In the cut I'm sittin' clean
Comin' in the game supreme
Bad intentions with this groupie, tryna' put her in a movie
Ain't this that kinda life, even paul wall aint got the kinda ice
Live it up for the hype, baby girl lets get wild for the night
All I really wanna is yo ho wants to be with me and she aint playin'
You know what I'm sayin'
And did I mention, just some scholars with bad intentions
Girl I aint from Detroit but I sure am from the city
Come f*ck wit' ya boy you for sure a bad biddie
I got good charisma she say she wanna ride with me
But i get bad thots every time I'm riding witcha
I wish you could slide thru with some friends for my n****s
At a hotel on the beach on the ocean by the fishes
I wish mad tings, for my boys, harassing
These bitches for the didgits
I aint never been wit it
If she aint f*ckin wit me
Then I'm off in a giffy
Like vroom
If she aint f*ckin wit the kid I move on
Shouts out to Mr. Cap
Roll papers smoke bongs
She ain't stop eating
She a fast ting
She gone rock with me
It aint lasting
Yes I'm on one
Don't even ask me
She f*ck wit' whatever a whipser
She f*ck wit' me and whatever I whisper
She gone f*ck wit me for my charisma
She tell me that I'm a good listener
I count up until I got blisters
I count up the money until I got blisters
I'm rocking wit' you and your sister
She sent me the text but I missed it
She fall in love wit' what I whisper
She fall in love wit' whatever I whisper
Love wit' whatever I whisper
She fall involve with whatever I whisper
She gone f*ck wit me for my charisma
She f*ck wit me because of my charisma
Ain't this that kinda life, even paul wall aint got the kinda ice
Live it up for the hype, baby girl lets get wild for the night
All I really wanna is yo ho wants to be with me and she aint playin'
You know what I'm sayin'
And did I mention, just some scholars with bad intentions
Called a hoe up, told her show up
She was there an hour early
Now I'm serving this dick and she wet as shower curtains
Pound it early in the morning, I'm ballin'
Without a jersey but I got a number they be callin'
Fo' sho' man
If I want it baby I gotta get it yeah
Girl I ain't kiddin' if I were to show up with a hickey you'd prolly give me neck
Like a violin, I be killin' 'em yeah I be violent
Cop the number then I dial in
Hope that pussy got low mileage
Imma win shawty I ain't a loser
Pull up and imma seduce ya
Don't hide from the truth
I'm steady growin' on ya like I'm a tumor
Blow this pipe like a tuba, the haters they pilin' rumors
Well they fin to keep it down and I'm fin to tell you what my team about
We take the artists subtract the limits
We take the party then add the bitches
We turnt up yeah we back in business
My whole squad got bad intentions
Rappin' sick we ain't got a virus
We tweakin' off of that Miley Cyrus
Work the pussy, we 9 to 5 it
We tryna widen them tight vaginas, real talk
All I really wanna is yo ho wants to be with me and she aint playin'
You know what I'm sayin'
And did I mention, just some scholars with bad intentions
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Ain't this that kinda life, even paul wall aint got the kinda ice
Live it up for the hype, baby girl lets get wild for the night
All I really wanna is yo ho wants to be with me and she aint playin'
You know what I'm sayin'
And did I mention, just some scholars with bad intentions
I got that powerball
I'm finna' burn it all
Wild'n out in the halls
Wake n bakin is my protocol
Girl yo ball control is on kyrie Irving
I'm swervin'
Y'all servin'
Y'all sleepin'
I'm workin'
I'm dreamin' it's vivid, from day one predicted
I gets bad intentions, when I see you in my mentions
This rappin shit she say I'm fluent
Takin' every chance I get while other n****s blew it
Takin' every chance you get to like a n****s pics
Brought a whole zip but all she wanted was some
N****s mad at the players they can't do we like we do
You ain't with the team
Bangin' hits up on the stream
In the cut I'm sittin' clean
Comin' in the game supreme
Bad intentions with this groupie, tryna' put her in a movie
Ain't this that kinda life, even paul wall aint got the kinda ice
Live it up for the hype, baby girl lets get wild for the night
All I really wanna is yo ho wants to be with me and she aint playin'
You know what I'm sayin'
And did I mention, just some scholars with bad intentions
Girl I aint from Detroit but I sure am from the city
Come f*ck wit' ya boy you for sure a bad biddie
I got good charisma she say she wanna ride with me
But i get bad thots every time I'm riding witcha
I wish you could slide thru with some friends for my n****s
At a hotel on the beach on the ocean by the fishes
I wish mad tings, for my boys, harassing
These bitches for the didgits
I aint never been wit it
If she aint f*ckin wit me
Then I'm off in a giffy
Like vroom
If she aint f*ckin wit the kid I move on
Shouts out to Mr. Cap
Roll papers smoke bongs
She ain't stop eating
She a fast ting
She gone rock with me
It aint lasting
Yes I'm on one
Don't even ask me
She f*ck wit' whatever a whipser
She f*ck wit' me and whatever I whisper
She gone f*ck wit me for my charisma
She tell me that I'm a good listener
I count up until I got blisters
I count up the money until I got blisters
I'm rocking wit' you and your sister
She sent me the text but I missed it
She fall in love wit' what I whisper
She fall in love wit' whatever I whisper
Love wit' whatever I whisper
She fall involve with whatever I whisper
She gone f*ck wit me for my charisma
She f*ck wit me because of my charisma
Ain't this that kinda life, even paul wall aint got the kinda ice
Live it up for the hype, baby girl lets get wild for the night
All I really wanna is yo ho wants to be with me and she aint playin'
You know what I'm sayin'
And did I mention, just some scholars with bad intentions
Called a hoe up, told her show up
She was there an hour early
Now I'm serving this dick and she wet as shower curtains
Pound it early in the morning, I'm ballin'
Without a jersey but I got a number they be callin'
Fo' sho' man
If I want it baby I gotta get it yeah
Girl I ain't kiddin' if I were to show up with a hickey you'd prolly give me neck
Like a violin, I be killin' 'em yeah I be violent
Cop the number then I dial in
Hope that pussy got low mileage
Imma win shawty I ain't a loser
Pull up and imma seduce ya
Don't hide from the truth
I'm steady growin' on ya like I'm a tumor
Blow this pipe like a tuba, the haters they pilin' rumors
Well they fin to keep it down and I'm fin to tell you what my team about
We take the artists subtract the limits
We take the party then add the bitches
We turnt up yeah we back in business
My whole squad got bad intentions
Rappin' sick we ain't got a virus
We tweakin' off of that Miley Cyrus
Work the pussy, we 9 to 5 it
We tryna widen them tight vaginas, real talk
All I really wanna is yo ho wants to be with me and she aint playin'
You know what I'm sayin'
And did I mention, just some scholars with bad intentions
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