Bad Guy by MarvyMall Lyrics
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Yeah!
Right!
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[VERSE 1]
Let’s make a toast to the good days
Say you ain’t a thot but then you listening to blueface
But then you listening to city girls
I pull up in the club, and omo mehn you need to see these girls
Please, never say that you're the best
When your girl coming over whenever she want sex
She love it when i hit it hard and pour it on her breasts
And on God, i ain’t never even reply her texts
But um, you girl need me
You think she ain’t needy? it’s causе she getting evеrything she needs from a real G
But that’s the way it is. a bitch ain’t never playing me
And if she play with me, i'll fuck around and fuck her relatives
Might fuck around and fuck her sister. I'll never hit a bitch if i know that i’m gonna miss her
But i can never say the same for you lame dudes
The bitches stay laughing whenever you wanna fuck tho
[Chorus]
Cause you a dead guy. and you no get style
Cause you a simp and you don’t know that women love lies
Cause you a bitch and take bitches over your own guys
You give her too much time and bitch is gonna take flight
She gonna take a right, when you ain’t got nothing left
She goon fuck all of your guys, and leave you perplexed
But you gotta shrug it off, and let it go by
You gotta let the bitches know that you a bad guy
[VERSE 2]
On twitter you're bickering, in real life you're a dead guy
Fuck with me, omo i go commot your left eye!
I go commot your teeth!
Fuck around and leave em dead bodies hanging on the street
No competition i see, leaving the enemy killed
Ain’t nobody i see that's matching up to my skill
I mix it and master it, and chop it up on the beats
And have you niggas bitches begging me to let em on it
Because
[Chorus]
I’m a bad guy! I no dey wear tie!
The next time is always better than the last time
The last line is always better than the first line
And the next move you make, omo you a dead man!
Better dey pick race, omo no look face
Cause round here, i ain’t fucking with no loose case
I ain’t got friends, but i get craze
And i’d probably die before i let you intimidate
You better look straight, what you looking at?
Are you lost? do you need a fucking road map?
I got fucked up the last time i stayed down
So i ain’t pledging no allegiance to you dumb clowns
I’m on my own now. i’m on a roll now
Kick the bitch out my house and let her roll down
You think she loyal but she fucking on the low down
You niggas think you made, but you niggas just chauffeurs
[BRIDGE]
You should’ve known that a nigga still the old me
Brand new xperia, no sony
Will never slide for no one. i only got me
Fuck you and fuck you and fuck family
I got a lotta songs, a couple mixtapes
If i make it today, omo no be mistake!
Over thirty songs! three mixtapes!
If i make it today, omo no be mistake!
Yeah!
Right!
Uh!
[VERSE 1]
Let’s make a toast to the good days
Say you ain’t a thot but then you listening to blueface
But then you listening to city girls
I pull up in the club, and omo mehn you need to see these girls
Please, never say that you're the best
When your girl coming over whenever she want sex
She love it when i hit it hard and pour it on her breasts
And on God, i ain’t never even reply her texts
But um, you girl need me
You think she ain’t needy? it’s causе she getting evеrything she needs from a real G
But that’s the way it is. a bitch ain’t never playing me
And if she play with me, i'll fuck around and fuck her relatives
Might fuck around and fuck her sister. I'll never hit a bitch if i know that i’m gonna miss her
But i can never say the same for you lame dudes
The bitches stay laughing whenever you wanna fuck tho
[Chorus]
Cause you a dead guy. and you no get style
Cause you a simp and you don’t know that women love lies
Cause you a bitch and take bitches over your own guys
You give her too much time and bitch is gonna take flight
She gonna take a right, when you ain’t got nothing left
She goon fuck all of your guys, and leave you perplexed
But you gotta shrug it off, and let it go by
You gotta let the bitches know that you a bad guy
[VERSE 2]
On twitter you're bickering, in real life you're a dead guy
Fuck with me, omo i go commot your left eye!
I go commot your teeth!
Fuck around and leave em dead bodies hanging on the street
No competition i see, leaving the enemy killed
Ain’t nobody i see that's matching up to my skill
I mix it and master it, and chop it up on the beats
And have you niggas bitches begging me to let em on it
Because
[Chorus]
I’m a bad guy! I no dey wear tie!
The next time is always better than the last time
The last line is always better than the first line
And the next move you make, omo you a dead man!
Better dey pick race, omo no look face
Cause round here, i ain’t fucking with no loose case
I ain’t got friends, but i get craze
And i’d probably die before i let you intimidate
You better look straight, what you looking at?
Are you lost? do you need a fucking road map?
I got fucked up the last time i stayed down
So i ain’t pledging no allegiance to you dumb clowns
I’m on my own now. i’m on a roll now
Kick the bitch out my house and let her roll down
You think she loyal but she fucking on the low down
You niggas think you made, but you niggas just chauffeurs
[BRIDGE]
You should’ve known that a nigga still the old me
Brand new xperia, no sony
Will never slide for no one. i only got me
Fuck you and fuck you and fuck family
I got a lotta songs, a couple mixtapes
If i make it today, omo no be mistake!
Over thirty songs! three mixtapes!
If i make it today, omo no be mistake!