Badder Than Dem
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Burro Banton
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The point of clean for my gunnah for sure
My shot out the face to my gunnah for sure
She love I with ice and she love I with floor mount
I could run on my dough
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
But
Boss up your baby with her
If you are bad, then take her with me, boss up your headache
Bad bitch, I bubble pon your head, neither
Send me pan and tell her, you are bad and feel her
Look around and roll, ready to rock and roll
Chip Glock, I take the back play off of the pole
Couple murderers, I say the weed ready to go
I could run on me dough
The match I say I want you, my baby will do that
Built in chip, don't feel like chat in a belly, yeah
Rapid, automatic
Boss up your every Glock, I make them no crack, any Glock
Ready for any ops, for them up a couple of hot
Some sensitive too, help before they penny drop
Boss up your baby with her
Boss up your baby with her
See you with her, come with her if your bad
Come with your pant, if your bad, when you come out your pant
Rock in the yard, come out your pant
Simple, pull out your blunt
Pull out your black
Pull out your can, pull out your key, no
Wrap it up, the magnet tape on the mirror
Two shooting in the same car, no same clothes
Link the global man and tell him, I need the case closed
All of them are thugs, they are badder than them
They just bought a cigar, bought another one, then
Say they are bad, they never shot a man, yet in the median
Boss up your baby with her
Tell your mother, we are madder than them
They can make your push
You are the one and ten
Brooch beach, they are badder than a girl and man
You be deadly, yeah, boss up your baby with her
They don't like me in the industry
Because we're in these streets, look at how we're in these streets
We left
None of them, man, six feet deep
Make the post up picture, saying rest in peace
Boss up your chief, you are big, please
You pick up a three piece, no KFC, big deal, you priest
He told me, push your big beast, you bitch out, pain-free
Because we are fucking me, you see it
All of them are thugs, they are badder than them
They just bought a cigar, bought another one, then
Say they are bad, they never shot a man, yet in the median
Boss up your baby with her
Tell your mother, we are madder than them
They can make your push
You are the one and ten
Brooch beach, they are badder than a girl and man
You be deadly, yeah, boss up your baby with her
She bought in a bat, in a man
Oh no
God man
They own her soon, now
They are trapped, they own her day
They own her day, luck in
I'm coming out, man
Get up
6 o'clock
Oh
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
