My childhood was full of bad memories
My bitches brighter always saying lights please
Give 'em guns, step back, watch em kill each other"it's time to fight back", that's what huey said
That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get
But respect is more real, and ambition the key
Bad bitches onlybig bank rolldo it like tony
European model white bitch is eating donuts
Drivin' my impala and selling drugs
I use bitches like fucking dirty rags
I hate rap like kramer hate blacks
I love bad boys that's my fucking problem
Me and my microphone could be one
I ask him how the bad bitches
It’s official, she my misses
Snapple fact: you rather wack
Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.
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