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bad

I get too fucked up-p
Off of this white stuff-f
Who are you?
Don’t judge-e
Huh huh huh huh huh
I think it’s lies that they’re telling me
I been on fire with the melodies
Not for hire get off-a deez
Hit my line for the remedies
Ooh
Phone call don’t pick up
Call my plug for pick up
Can’t go work too fucked up
Huh huh huh huh
Ooh
Baby I need you bad
Put it right in my bag
Baby I need it bad
Put it right in my bag
Baby I need you bad
Put it right in my bag
Baby I need it bad
Put it right in my bag
Wait stop
Quit with the fucking remarks
You don’t want me to start
We talk money Im’a shark
I just did a business deal
Can’t catch my cash you feel
That man talk back to me
I fired his ass for free
Ooh
Baby I need you bad
Put it right in my bag
Baby I need it bad
Put it right in my bag
Baby I need you bad
Put it right in my bag
Baby I need it bad
Put it right in my bag