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Dom Kennedy

Genres: Hip-Hop

2 Bad Lyrics - Dom Kennedy

You're too bad, baby, I just had to tell you 

You're too bad and now I wanna get familiar 

You're too bad, oh, gotta get to know ya 

You're too bad, yeah, girl, you're too bad 

 

Bet they never saw this comin' 

Size 5'6" crop top and hip-huggers 

Cinnamon Big Red MAC gloss, her lips covered 

Couldn't tell you how I felt then, hope this does it 

And when we out in public, got you blushin' and all that 

my homeboy up wit' ya cousin and all that 

We can hop in my third whip and swerve shit, my turn 

Aye, how many times you heard this? (You're too bad) 

But you don't make me nervous 

I take you somewhere phones ain't got service 

Grab a twelve-pack, let me nail that 

Aye, I can't even smell that 

And I can tell that you treat your body well 

Gon' give 'em hell, yeah 

We pullin' up for real, Benz like Denzel, yep 

Watchin' Mo' Better Blues from rooms with way better views 

If we talkin' 'bout for you, then it ain't no better dude, feel me? 

 

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You're too bad, baby, I just had to tell you 

You're too bad and now I wanna get familiar 

You're too bad, oh, gotta get to know ya 

You're too bad, yeah, girl, you're too bad 

 

Aye, and I never saw this comin' 

Runnin' through twelve-pack magnums, them big rubbers 

Now she wit' OPM, we can do big numbers 

Her old boyfriend realizin' he did love her 

I wake up every mornin' same time, like ten-somethin' 

Do some push-ups, couple crunches to "Been Thuggin'" 

Hit the studio, , and I spend somethin' 

Buy a house first, then I'm a go get my wrist flooded 

Cause money get niggas in the club, the list doesn't 

I only wanna wear my own clothes like Ben Hundreds 

And stay in big casinos, navy chinos 

All weed, nigga, no premos, haha yeah 

Still watchin' Mo' Better Blues 

Stay in, order food, white robe, get her nude (Woo) 

From rooms with way better views 

If we talkin' 'bout for you, then it ain't no better dude, feel me? 

 

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You're too bad, baby, I just had to tell you 

You're too bad and now I wanna get familiar 

You're too bad, oh, gotta get to know ya 

You're too bad, yeah, girl, you're too bad 

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