Remy Boyz - Bad Girlz lyrics
[Intro: P-Dice] Uh yeah, 17 sh**, 17 pyurhell, RGF oooooh Whoo whoo sliiiiice38 ay, whoo (bad girl, bad giiiiiirl) [Verse 1: P-Dice] Bad girl, you a bad girl With your body looking so good, tryna see about it Past girl, know your past girl I heard a couple things but I don't care about it Need you, said I need you I'm tryna get in your pants so girl, get in my lair Beat you, said he beat you That's when I hit him man, I told him hit a man Freak fest, it's a freak fest I mix the pint of potion, yeah, that's why I'm dosing Deep wet, that's a deep wet You f**ing right, I dove in, it was like a ocean City on smash, hundred fifty large cash with a spliffy on deck Heavenly feel, trip to Beverly Hills, make her f' and she real [Hook: P-Dice] Bad girl, shorty really you the hottest Yeah, I'm philly but I'm ‘bout it, it's a pity you ain't my b**h Bad girl, I ain't wylin,' yes I need you Climb a thousand steps to see you, brought some thousands just to please you Bad girl, got him wylin,' I'ma face it Yeah, you kinda look exquisite, got me tryna get a snippet Bad girl, baby I don't want a good one Baby, I just want a hood one, tell your girlfriends that they could come, yeah [Verse 2: Fetty Wap] Ay, yeaah, ay yeaaah baby Ay, ay, yeaaah baby Ay, ay, yeaaah baby Ayeee, let me tell you ‘bout my bad girl, said she got her own That's my throw it in the bag girl, baby girl be grown Making movies on the back girl, love it when you moan Make me wanna break the bank girl, diamonds, hella stones Got enough money to brag girl You the one that I want, that's why I gotcha Drop nine hundred bands all on your wallet Baby, you finer than fine, check out your body A n***a try to take mine, I catch a homi Tatted your name on my arm to show I love you I threw some bands in your bank, you know what's up So when they mention Zoovier, they mention us Girl, you the one that I need, the one I want [Hook] [Verse 3: Montana Bucks] Uhh, she f** me good but she a bad girl And she nothing like my last girl We getting money, getting cash girl I'm talking shopping sprees, Fendi bags girl Uh, she said money make her come And you know we got them bands so your friends, they could come Meet me at the W, I'm just tryna f** with you Just a one night stand ‘til I fall in love with you Uh, Sipping 17, sipping 17 Money you ain't never seen, you ain't never seen Smoking Mary Jane, smoking Mary Jane I could get you everything, get you everything Uh, you a bad girl, you a bad girl Uh, and you number one in my draft girl Uh, and I think I seen you in the past girl Uh, looking for you like “where you at girl?” [Hook] [Outro: Fetty Wap] You a baaad girl, you a baaaaaaaaaaaad Baaaaaaad, baaaaaaad, you a bad girl, ay You a baaaaaaaaaad, baby