Dj Murel – Bad moves Lyrics

Dj Murel – Bad moves Lyrics

She don’t even love me she just like me ’cause I’m bad
I was in the ‘Rari pullin’ off I made ’em mad
If they try to pull me over I’ma do the dash
If she give me top then I might f**k her on the corner
Bad boy (Bad) I’m so fuckin’ bad I was cuttin’ class (Class)
Bad bad ain’t no hall pass I was trappin’ gas (Gas)
I might shoot (I might shoot) I was ridin’ ’round Miami with no roof
(‘Round Miami)
Bad boy pull up flexin’ in the coupe

[Verse 1: Rich the Kid]
Got a chopper and it’s brand new brand new
Got a b***h and she bad too bad too
I’m in MIA (MIA)
Rolls Royce or the Lamb’ what we gon’ ride today?
I’m a bad boy run up you might get blown away

[Verse 2: Quavo & Rich the Kid]
Makin’ bad moves (Money) bad moves
Bad bitches like ’em bad too (Bad) bad too
Get that bad today versuri-lyrics.info
We the hottest in the city (Uh) don’t try to ride the wave (No)
Young niggas takin’ over they some bad babies (Quavo)

[Chorus: Rich the Kid]
She don’t even love me she just like me ’cause I’m bad
I was in the ‘Rari pullin’ off I made ’em mad
If they try to pull me over I’ma do the dash
If she give me top then I might f**k her on the corner
Bad boy (Bad) I’m so fuckin’ bad I was cuttin’ class (Class)
Bad bad ain’t no hall pass I was trappin’ gas (Gas)
I might shoot (I might shoot) I was ridin’ ’round Miami with no roof
(‘Round Miami)
Bad boy pull up flexin’ in the coupe

[Verse 3: Quavo]
Woo Quavo
Fifty thousand I’ma flex in all hunnids (Fifty)
I’m so bad Michael Jackson owe me money (Woo-hee)
I’m so bad Ali couldn’t touch me (Ali)
I’m so bad I flew a bad b***h out the country (Bad bad)

[Verse 4: Rich the Kid]
Say “I love you” I was lyin’ that was yesterday (Yesterday)
Pocket rocket in the club but that’s the only way (That’s the only way)
If I know that I won’t win then I won’t even play
I’m so bad that I was waitin’ on a bad day

[Chorus: Rich the Kid]
She don’t even love me she just like me ’cause I’m bad
I was in the ‘Rari pullin’ off I made ’em mad
If they try to pull me over I’ma do the dash
If she give me top then I might f**k her on the corner
Bad boy (Bad) I’m so fuckin’ bad I was cuttin’ class (Class)
Bad bad ain’t no hall pass I was trappin’ gas (Gas)
I might shoot (I might shoot) I was ridin’ ’round Miami with no roof
(‘Round Miami)
Bad boy pull up flexin’ in the coupe