Mesh - Baddies Lyrics

Yeah, you know what I'm sayin'
I've been lookin' for all the baddies in the f*ckin' neighborhood
You know what I'm sayin'
There's a couple here and there
But shit, at the end of the day
I need you over here with me, baby
Come get some of this long ****, baby
Ask ya bitch where the baddies at
Damn near gave her a heart attack
I ask ya bitch where the baddies at
Shut ya mouth, I wanna hear it clap
Ask ya bitch where the baddies at
I tell her point me where the fatties at
Ask ya bitch where the baddies at
Deon, Deon, Deon
Ain't f*ckin' with her, she got bad taste
Get that lil' pussy, I want face
If I f*ck her, it's a cold case
Business is business, mean no dates
I got hoes in all 50 states
Different heights in all different weights
Calling my phone, I like wait
Keep a few hoes in my place
She lovin' my fit, I came very proper
I f*ck her, then her friend, I'm a secret shopper
I f*ck dimes after dime, used to f*ckin' coppers
I can't f*ck with coppers, I can't f*ck with oppas
I could hum all the things, I'm a f*ckin' cobbler
I'ma aim at your doula, you know you got her
Sweep that hoe off her feet like the floor is lava
Deon, Deon, Deon, Deon
Ask ya bitch where the baddies at
Damn near gave her a heart attack
I ask ya bitch where the baddies at
Shut ya mouth, I wanna hear it clap
Ask ya bitch where the baddies at
I tell her, point me where the fatties at
Ask ya bitch where the baddies at
Yeah, give her that long D***
Know you got father issues, but you can call me daddy
You been actin' up outside, you know you a baddie
Got the thing, make ya act right
Send Bohema the addy
In the sheets like a resident
I'm makin' calls like a president
On some 007 shit
Couldn't afford all that expensive shit
But now there's three O's on the tag
Shawty gon' blow for a bag
Booty bustin' like blueberry bubblegum
But her best friend, booty dumb
I need two of them
I hit them both like a Congo drum
Ask ya bitch where the baddies at
Damn near gave her a heart attack
I ask ya bitch where the baddies at
Shut ya mouth, I wanna hear it clap
Ask ya bitch where the baddies at
I tell her, point me where the fatties at
Ask ya bitch where the baddies at
Hey, baby
Sit on my Face, I feelin' amazing
Enough of that cute shit, baby girl
Make that ass get to movin'
Sexy mama gettin' to flirtin' and choosin'
Makin' dollars on a Monday and Tuesday
What
Monday and Tuesday
Goddammit, that ass is fat
This bitch got a wagon
I seen it in passing
That ass is on magic
Magical trick, make it fatter
That BBL taxin'
She swear to the Lord that she is a baddie
Check under her caption
She said she wanna be the baddest, baby
Baby, you gotta throw that ass
In circles
Yeah, that booty be workin , she a baddie, Work
From Friday to Thursday
She one of my favorites, she purty
Middle Eastern bitch, Chef Curry
I make it splash in that monkey
She got that ass like a donkey
Shawty a baddie, she want me
Ask ya bitch where the baddies at
Damn near gave her a heart attack
I ask ya bitch where the baddies at
Shut ya mouth, I wanna hear it clap
Ask ya bitch where the baddies at
I tell her, point me where the fatties at
Ask ya bitch where the baddies at
Give her that long D