"Bad Habits" lyrics
Lil Mexico & Slimelife Shawty Lyrics
Ayo, Kutoff
FRANCO done did it again
Mhm
Got a lot of babies
Got a lot of babies
Got a lot of babies (Got a lot of babies)
A lot of babies, a lot of babies
Got a lot of babies (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Know my mama raised a savage
Can't put down them Perkys
They say I'm a addict
And I be pourin' lean inside my cup, I gotta have it (Gotta have it)
And that's a habit, baby (Baby)
I love hangin' out the window (Shh)
I love settin' up
Keep a bad bitch with me (Real bad bitch), she'll set ya up
Know I keep that blicky on me (Keep that blicky on me)
Bust it 'case he think he tough
I'm a type of nigga ride the Porsche like no one to blow (Give it up)
I'm the type got it in the club, now, I shoot it up (Shoot it up)
Why you dissin' on the internet?
That lil' boy dumb as fuck (Shut it off)
[?] you workin', I just never saw you suited up (Suited up)
I seen the status, you said you would call the police (You the police)
Don't rat me, you don't know me
They envyin' me lowkey
Took a nigga bag, he was hatin' so he owe me
[?] big bag, pussy wet so I don't leave
And that's the way I came out my mama and how I'm gon' be
Mhm
Got a lot of babies
Got a lot of babies
Got a lot of babies (Oh-oh-oh)
A lot of babies, a lot of babies
Got a lot of babies (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Know my mama raised a savage
Can't put down them Perkys
They say I'm a addict
And I be pourin' lean inside my cup, I gotta have it (Gotta have it)
And that's a habit, baby (Baby)
Bad habit
Bad habit, don't need to feel bad no more (Bow down)
That's probably why I ain't feelin' like goin' class no more (Bow down)
That's probably why I ain't scared to do the dash no more (Bow down)
That's probably why I freaked on some ratchet hoes (Bow down)
I swear, that's the truth (Yeah)
Still, on the same side, I'm ten toe with the troops (Yeah)
Catch him in the same ride, turn his Jeep to a coupe (Voula)
See, I'm from where the pain reside, this shit ain't nothin' new
I been crept with choppers
They be watchin' Nick at Nite
And we was sellin' Nics at night
And playin' folks for choppers
You can't move without your gang, nigga
Step then, you can't, nigga
Everywhere they thought I couldn't go, I ain't think, nigga, yeah
I done steal for a livin'
But, [?]
B&E's and spinnin' (Boom-boom)
[?]
That lil' boy gon' make a killin'
Million-dollar deals, ain't gotta do more dealin', nigga, yeah
Mhm
Got a lot of babies
Got a lot of babies
Got a lot of babies (Got a lot of babies)
A lot of babies, a lot of babies
Got a lot of babies (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Know my mama raised a savage
Can't put down them Perkys
They say I'm a addict
And I be pourin' lean inside my cup, I gotta have it (Gotta have it)
And that's a habit, baby (Baby)
FRANCO done did it again
Mhm
Got a lot of babies
Got a lot of babies
Got a lot of babies (Got a lot of babies)
A lot of babies, a lot of babies
Got a lot of babies (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Know my mama raised a savage
Can't put down them Perkys
They say I'm a addict
And I be pourin' lean inside my cup, I gotta have it (Gotta have it)
And that's a habit, baby (Baby)
I love hangin' out the window (Shh)
I love settin' up
Keep a bad bitch with me (Real bad bitch), she'll set ya up
Know I keep that blicky on me (Keep that blicky on me)
Bust it 'case he think he tough
I'm a type of nigga ride the Porsche like no one to blow (Give it up)
I'm the type got it in the club, now, I shoot it up (Shoot it up)
Why you dissin' on the internet?
That lil' boy dumb as fuck (Shut it off)
[?] you workin', I just never saw you suited up (Suited up)
I seen the status, you said you would call the police (You the police)
Don't rat me, you don't know me
They envyin' me lowkey
Took a nigga bag, he was hatin' so he owe me
[?] big bag, pussy wet so I don't leave
And that's the way I came out my mama and how I'm gon' be
Mhm
Got a lot of babies
Got a lot of babies
Got a lot of babies (Oh-oh-oh)
A lot of babies, a lot of babies
Got a lot of babies (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Know my mama raised a savage
Can't put down them Perkys
They say I'm a addict
And I be pourin' lean inside my cup, I gotta have it (Gotta have it)
And that's a habit, baby (Baby)
Bad habit
Bad habit, don't need to feel bad no more (Bow down)
That's probably why I ain't feelin' like goin' class no more (Bow down)
That's probably why I ain't scared to do the dash no more (Bow down)
That's probably why I freaked on some ratchet hoes (Bow down)
I swear, that's the truth (Yeah)
Still, on the same side, I'm ten toe with the troops (Yeah)
Catch him in the same ride, turn his Jeep to a coupe (Voula)
See, I'm from where the pain reside, this shit ain't nothin' new
I been crept with choppers
They be watchin' Nick at Nite
And we was sellin' Nics at night
And playin' folks for choppers
You can't move without your gang, nigga
Step then, you can't, nigga
Everywhere they thought I couldn't go, I ain't think, nigga, yeah
I done steal for a livin'
But, [?]
B&E's and spinnin' (Boom-boom)
[?]
That lil' boy gon' make a killin'
Million-dollar deals, ain't gotta do more dealin', nigga, yeah
Mhm
Got a lot of babies
Got a lot of babies
Got a lot of babies (Got a lot of babies)
A lot of babies, a lot of babies
Got a lot of babies (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Know my mama raised a savage
Can't put down them Perkys
They say I'm a addict
And I be pourin' lean inside my cup, I gotta have it (Gotta have it)
And that's a habit, baby (Baby)
