| Bad to the bone, bad to the bone
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| Bad to the bone, bad to the bone
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| Okay
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| Young Su, ask her to come through
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| She begging to come slide
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| She know how the boy ride
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| I got rims on the, whip, sittin' high
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| All white like, cool whip, we them guys
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| Ain’t no time for them cliques
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| It’s HBK gang, who I move with
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| Hit her with that pool stick
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| 8 ball in the corner pocket, bitch it’s game time
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| Hate y’all buying producers to copy paste lines
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| I ain’t talking trade rumors, bitch I’m in another league
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| They drowning in the waves, I made, they can’t breathe
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| Got 'em in the mirror like damn it can’t be
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| It’s like these niggas blind, I’m something they can’t see
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| Bad to the bone, make her dance to the song
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| Call her up on FaceTime, just to see her through the phone
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| Baby bad to the bone, get the cash 'till I’m gone
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| I got big bank on me, throw them racks if I want
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| Baby bad to the bone, bad to the bone
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| Baby bad to the bone, bad to the bone
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| I just hit the mall, got a new fit
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| I went from McD’s to Ruth’s Chris
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| I got 'em waiting on the new shit
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| You are not the real deal, you a knock off
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| Me on the beat is like some wings with the hot sauce
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| Perfect combination, ain’t no conversation
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| Every day we eating, we don’t need no reservations
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| Every single weekend is like we are on vacation
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| But we don’t take no days off, so every thing is paid off, for real
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| The money that you made off your deal
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| That’s what I made off t-shirts, go sit in the bleachers
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| Hold up, lil' homie wait in line, you know its me first
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| Woke up out a cookie coma, zoning out that reefer
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| Bad to the bone, make her dance to the song
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| Call her up on FaceTime, just to see her through the phone
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| Baby bad to the bone, get the cash 'till I’m gone
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| I got big bank on me, throw them racks if I want
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| Baby bad to the bone, bad to the bone
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| Baby bad to the bone, bad to the bone |