Singer: Juice WRLD
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Song: Bad Boy
Juice WRLD - Bad Boy Lyrics (LRC) (03:25-205-0-en) (PARTIAL PREVIEW)
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[00:23.40]Will Smith and Martin Lawrence, I'm a bad boy
[00:26.20]Went and got off my ass and got to the cash and got in my bag, boy
[00:29.20]Please don't think it's sweet, I stay with the heat even though I'm a sad boy
[00:32.10]You better watch the way you breathe around me 'fore that breath be your last, boy (Let's go, yeah)
[00:35.90]I've been drinking red, rasp', boy (Red, yeah)
[00:38.50]I've been trappin' all these birds, McCoy (McCoy, brr)
[00:41.30]Newborn baby, my Richard Mille nine months, ooh
[00:44.30]Overseas, hundreds gettin', bitch, croissants (Yeah)
[00:47.00]Wrecked the GT-R (Skrrt), I love to crash cars
[00:49.20]I'm a bad boy, so I got a bad broad
[00:52.80]Futuristic rides imported from Mars (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
[00:55.70]Smith & Wesson 45, put a hole in his heart
[00:58.40]Better not play with me, killers, they stay with me, your bitty lay with me
[01:02.00]She fell in love with my ice, yeah, the hockey rink
[01:02.60]Ain't come to kick it, I'm not on the soccer team
[01:03.90]Knew I would make it, it's part of my prophecy
[01:05.30]Raf Simons match my Prada jeans
[01:07.00]I'ma do the dash, get to the bag, ain't no one as bad as me
[01:10.20]Will Smith and Martin Lawrence, I'm a bad boy
[01:13.20]Went and got off my ass and got to the cash and got in my bag, boy
[01:16.10]Please don't think it's sweet, I stay with the heat even though I'm a sad boy
[01:19.10]You better watch the way you breathe around me 'fore that breath be your last, boy (Let's go, yeah)
[01:22.20]I've been drinking red, rasp', boy (Red, yeah)
[01:25.50]I've been trappin' all these birds, McCoy (McCoy, brr)
[01:28.30]Newborn baby, my Richard Mille nine months, ooh
[01:31.40]Overseas, hundreds gettin', bitch, croissants (Yeah)
[01:33.90]Sticky, sticky Ricky, I smoke Skittles, not no sticky (Sticky)
[01:36.80]I shot at his mommy, now he no longer mention me (Thot, thot)
[01:39.80]You say you want smoke and I've been comin' down the chimney (Woah)
[01:42.60]You got' barbecue your bitches, I'm so fried and they crispy (Ooh)
[01:45.50]I had on Margielas when I shot at the cunt (Murk)
[01:48.50]Act like you want war and they gon' smoke you like a blunt (Smoke you like a blunt)
[01:51.70]I'm just keeping it real with ya, I'm just bein' blunt (I'm just being blunt)
[01:54.30]Porsche Carrera got the pipes out the back like a skunk, yeah (Skrrt)
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