"Bad Girls Club" lyrics
"Bad Girls Club"
(feat. J. Cole)
[Wale:]
Uh, Ralph (Maybach Music)
[J. Cole:]
She's a star if I ever seen one (Hey)
A perfect ten and Lord knows that I need one
So now I'm under pressure, I want it bad
She got something I never had
I see ya looking at me (Hey)
[Wale:]
Bad bitches get low, uh
Bad bitches get low right now
Bad bitches get low, uh
Bad bitches get low right now
Wale, and we are not the same
Got bread in the diesel, got diesel in the J
Rock Steady, me and my nigga Cole
Leave me a couple minutes, you leave me a couple hoes
Quite gifted, ambitions of life living
Despite living with more attention than light skinned, women
Okay, you think a nigga shallow
You probably think I get 'em all with the cash flow
Actually I like a broad that can bag hoes
That's how I rope 'em all down, see my last ho? (Work)
Blast off (Work) get involved
Gas women then return 'em like a rental car
That's one show, huh, that's fifty large
Nigga I just glow, bright as any DeBarge
Ha-ha, I'm just tryna get ya comfortable
And its amazing what some liquor and a blunt'll do, work
[J. Cole:]
She's a star if I ever seen one (Hey)
A perfect ten and Lord knows that I need one
So now I'm under pressure, I want it bad
She got something I never had
I see ya looking at me (Hey)
[Wale:]
Bad bitches get low, uh
Bad bitches get low right now
Bad bitches get low, uh
Bad bitches get low right now
[J. Cole:]
Please, show love (Show love)
Make way for the bad girls club, hey
Please, show love
Make way for the bad girls club, hey
Cole World, down for whatever
Boy got dollars, pounds or whatever
Uh, being broke in this sadity ass world
Still found a way to get pretty ass girls
Killin' y'all niggas, any last words?
Hm, 'cause you didn't play the game right
Uh, hey girl, before you throw it at me
Uh, you gotta make sure your aim right
Uh, red dots 'cause I'm red hot
Seen, but damn girl, you smoking
Huh, I get paper like a mail box
Seen, but girl, you got me open
Proceed, pocket full of Gs
Kush baby mama-less; yeah, no seeds
Huh, blow trees like a hurricane, dang
If looks kill then ya murderin', dang
She's a star if I ever seen one (Hey)
A perfect ten and Lord knows that I need one
So now I'm under pressure, I want it bad
She got something I never had
I see ya looking at me (Hey)
Bad bitches get low
Bad bitches get low right now
Bad bitches get low, uh
Bad bitches get low right now
Please, show love (Show love)
Make way for the bad girls club, hey
Please, show love
Make way for the bad girls club
[Wale:]
I am what you want 'cause you like what I make
I am what I am and you is who I say
Go where you ain't been (What) no reservation (What)
And most hoes be so-so when they hold no make-up
Yeah, I got the flow that they know is the truth
It's getting ugly in here, guess I Kola'd the booth (Ha-ha)
After the club, gettin' you open, and I'm talkin
Passenger action, I'm pulling you over, and you walkin'
After the fact, it's knowin' it's over
Now tomorrow, you sober wishing you ordered a soda
I am more than the dopest, I'm forever improving (Work)
They can't fuck with ya boy like a BYU Cougar
They 22s or something, I'm brutal as a bazooka
And when the smoke clears, don't you dare ask who could
Or who did, 'cause I did, bitch I'm here and I'm it
And I'm is what you ain't, who's iller? I'll wait
Hold up, Ralph
[J. Cole:]
She's a star if I ever seen one (Hey)
A perfect ten and Lord knows that I need one
So now I'm under pressure, I want it bad
She got something I never had
I see ya looking at me (Hey)
[Wale (J. Cole):]
Bad bitches get low, uh
Bad bitches get low right now
Bad bitches get low, uh
Bad bitches get low right now (Hey)
Maybach Music
Writer(s): Olubowale Victor Akintimehin, Jermaine L. Cole
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- Wale Lyrics
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