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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
B.ROB
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
B.ROB
Lyrics
Emeka Njoku
Composer
Jack Hudson
Composer
Tom Philpott
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Emeka Njoku
Producer
Jack Hudson
Producer
Tom Philpott
Producer
Lyrics
Yeah mama you look good with that
Sunshine on you
First class to the tropics
Bought that sun time for you
It's always never sometimes for you
If it's time to spin I'll bust mine for you
Up it & you pop that for me
Okay now drop that for me
I could bag that
You a bad bad
The bomb like Baghdad
The city too small
The ass too fat
The nails too long
My name ring bells
She sings my songs
The wraith two toned
The rims all chrome
Bad bitches be calling my phone
Girl give it up or leave me alone
Baby you look expensive
This game is treacherous
These niggas is tricks girl I'm just generous
I can't give you my love but I can lend it to you
Don't get it twisted though
Still got issues with commitment so
Just ease my mind
Add the one to my nine be my dime
Bad bitch she wild for sure
Can't lie I like her style though
I never rush it baby girl I even drive slow
It's rob not bob but turn your lights down low
Oh I, Oh I, Oh I
I Know that you a bad bitch
Never been average
Causing all this damage
Out here setting them standards for real
The city too small
The ass too fat
The nails too long
My name ring bells
She sings my songs
The wraith two toned
The rims all chrome
Bad bitches be calling my phone
Girl give it up or leave me alone
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