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Con-Phetti - Baad Mon (feat. Bucky Ital) Lyrics



Con-Phetti - Baad Mon (feat. Bucky Ital) Lyrics
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Haha, Baadness
Yea, it's Phetti nigga
Ayo ayo ayo ayo
Bucky Ital
F*ck wrong wit these niggas
Hey world, yo talk to'em
From you see how wi roll
You done know say wi a, baad mon
Matic pon mi belly tuck
Man a Baad mon
Ready fi bus it up anytime
Cause wi a baad mon
Big up every baad mon
Top shata baad mon
Watch how you talk to wi my yute
Cause wi a baad mon
Kill you anywhere that's di works
Of a baad mon
Harlem, baad mon
Brooklyn baad mon, Queens, Bronx
The whole a New York baad mon
Me rump amongst the best of dem
Shine pon di rest of dem
Simi shimmy bullets plenty
Shower pon di flesh of dem
Baad mon, certified
Gangsta, check me
I'm bout my fetti strapped always
Ready wan fi test me
Let's see
If a nigga made out the concrete
I bring it to his wild block
Turn it to a calm street
Got a hundred on me
Moving wit a army
Double drums dummy dums
Spraying from that tommy
This real in ya face shit
Time to make a statement
Hard knock jungle
Pure planet of the apes shit
Bang heavy metal in the ghetto
On my playlist
Lamborghini mansory package
That's my spaceship
Lickkle pussy bwoy better backdown
From yaad mon
Machete steady slicing like I'm Freddy, leave'em sad mon
Rude bwoy to di core
Could never pull mi card mon
My status on Jupiter
Mi live amongst the stars mon
From you see how wi roll
You done know say wi a, baad mon
Matic pon mi belly tuck
Man a Baad mon
Ready fi bus it up anytime
Cause wi a baad mon
Big up every baad mon
Top shata baad mon
Watch how you talk to wi my yute
Cause wi a baad mon
Kill you anywhere that's di works
Of a baad mon
Harlem, baad mon
Brooklyn baad mon, Queens, Bronx
The whole a New York baad mon
See I'm a baad mon
Living in the yard mon
You a pussy hole fossy bwoy
Batty mon, mi like di big gal
Wit the fat cat
Mi put mi gun in her purse
That's where mi stash at
They don't like me
Well me don't like dem
They say trust no one
Well me don't like friends
All black Beamer, all white Benz
Black American Express all black M's
All black girl, all white gems
All white girl wit them all black tims
She let me drive the car
Wit no license, all because she got Struck by the lightening
See I'm a big mon
They call me big mon
You a Lickkle yute
They call you Lickkle yute
Mi get the whole ting
You get a lickkle scoop
Now cock a big gun
This a baad mon salute
From you see how wi roll
You done know say wi a, baad mon
Matic pon mi belly tuck
Man a Baad mon
Ready fi bus it up anytime
Cause wi a baad mon
Big up every baad mon
Top shata baad mon
Watch how you talk to wi my yute
Cause wi a baad mon
Kill you anywhere that's di works
Of a baad mon
Harlem, baad mon
Brooklyn baad mon, Queens, Bronx
The whole a New York baad mon
Baad mon a baad mon, fool is a fool
Lickkle hurry come up
Yow dem don't know di rules
Bring knife to a gunfight
You don't know di tool
One coppa bullet
Send you home in a tumb
Wi go, rich baadness Mark Cuban
All of wi guns dem new brand
So many ways to die
You choose one
F*cking wit my team
You gonna lose fam
Ital send them buckshots
Problems you don't want not
Think he got the drop
We line'em up like a bus stop
Gotta big up Max
Wayne, Teddy Bruckshot
We on another level here
Dudus, yea I'm plus hot
Scorer's aura my yute
Just know I keep it litty
Whenever I move smooth
Just know it's coming wit me
I ain't gotta say much
Just know I run the city
I ain't gotta say much
Wah Gwaan
From you see how wi roll
You done know say wi a, baad mon
Matic pon mi belly tuck
Man a Baad mon
Ready fi bus it up anytime
Cause wi a baad mon
Big up every baad mon
Top shata baad mon
Watch how you talk to wi my yute
Cause wi a baad mon
Kill you anywhere that's di works
Of a baad mon
Harlem, baad mon
Brooklyn baad mon, Queens, Bronx
The whole a New York baad mon
Well if ya neva know
Unna know now, a baadness
Clap it anytime anywhere
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Haha, Baadness
Yea, it's Phetti nigga
Ayo ayo ayo ayo
Bucky Ital
F*ck wrong wit these niggas
Hey world, yo talk to'em
From you see how wi roll
You done know say wi a, baad mon
Matic pon mi belly tuck
Man a Baad mon
Ready fi bus it up anytime
Cause wi a baad mon
Big up every baad mon
Top shata baad mon
Watch how you talk to wi my yute
Cause wi a baad mon
Kill you anywhere that's di works
Of a baad mon
Harlem, baad mon
Brooklyn baad mon, Queens, Bronx
The whole a New York baad mon
Me rump amongst the best of dem
Shine pon di rest of dem
Simi shimmy bullets plenty
Shower pon di flesh of dem
Baad mon, certified
Gangsta, check me
I'm bout my fetti strapped always
Ready wan fi test me
Let's see
If a nigga made out the concrete
I bring it to his wild block
Turn it to a calm street
Got a hundred on me
Moving wit a army
Double drums dummy dums
Spraying from that tommy
This real in ya face shit
Time to make a statement
Hard knock jungle
Pure planet of the apes shit
Bang heavy metal in the ghetto
On my playlist
Lamborghini mansory package
That's my spaceship
Lickkle pussy bwoy better backdown
From yaad mon
Machete steady slicing like I'm Freddy, leave'em sad mon
Rude bwoy to di core
Could never pull mi card mon
My status on Jupiter
Mi live amongst the stars mon
From you see how wi roll
You done know say wi a, baad mon
Matic pon mi belly tuck
Man a Baad mon
Ready fi bus it up anytime
Cause wi a baad mon
Big up every baad mon
Top shata baad mon
Watch how you talk to wi my yute
Cause wi a baad mon
Kill you anywhere that's di works
Of a baad mon
Harlem, baad mon
Brooklyn baad mon, Queens, Bronx
The whole a New York baad mon
See I'm a baad mon
Living in the yard mon
You a pussy hole fossy bwoy
Batty mon, mi like di big gal
Wit the fat cat
Mi put mi gun in her purse
That's where mi stash at
They don't like me
Well me don't like dem
They say trust no one
Well me don't like friends
All black Beamer, all white Benz
Black American Express all black M's
All black girl, all white gems
All white girl wit them all black tims
She let me drive the car
Wit no license, all because she got Struck by the lightening
See I'm a big mon
They call me big mon
You a Lickkle yute
They call you Lickkle yute
Mi get the whole ting
You get a lickkle scoop
Now cock a big gun
This a baad mon salute
From you see how wi roll
You done know say wi a, baad mon
Matic pon mi belly tuck
Man a Baad mon
Ready fi bus it up anytime
Cause wi a baad mon
Big up every baad mon
Top shata baad mon
Watch how you talk to wi my yute
Cause wi a baad mon
Kill you anywhere that's di works
Of a baad mon
Harlem, baad mon
Brooklyn baad mon, Queens, Bronx
The whole a New York baad mon
Baad mon a baad mon, fool is a fool
Lickkle hurry come up
Yow dem don't know di rules
Bring knife to a gunfight
You don't know di tool
One coppa bullet
Send you home in a tumb
Wi go, rich baadness Mark Cuban
All of wi guns dem new brand
So many ways to die
You choose one
F*cking wit my team
You gonna lose fam
Ital send them buckshots
Problems you don't want not
Think he got the drop
We line'em up like a bus stop
Gotta big up Max
Wayne, Teddy Bruckshot
We on another level here
Dudus, yea I'm plus hot
Scorer's aura my yute
Just know I keep it litty
Whenever I move smooth
Just know it's coming wit me
I ain't gotta say much
Just know I run the city
I ain't gotta say much
Wah Gwaan
From you see how wi roll
You done know say wi a, baad mon
Matic pon mi belly tuck
Man a Baad mon
Ready fi bus it up anytime
Cause wi a baad mon
Big up every baad mon
Top shata baad mon
Watch how you talk to wi my yute
Cause wi a baad mon
Kill you anywhere that's di works
Of a baad mon
Harlem, baad mon
Brooklyn baad mon, Queens, Bronx
The whole a New York baad mon
Well if ya neva know
Unna know now, a baadness
Clap it anytime anywhere
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Writer: Paris Wilmott, Uhan Pearson
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Con-Phetti
Language: English
Length: 4:27
Written by: Paris Wilmott, Uhan Pearson

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