Travis Porter - My ***** Bad Lyrics
[Hook:]My ***** bad, fat ass got dumb swagMy ***** bad, fat ass got dumb swagMy ***** bad, fat ass got dumb swagMy ***** badGot 3 phones, got 2 homeFor red bones, dressed out for 'emGot 3 phones, got 2 homeFor red bones, dressed out for 'emMy ***** bad, fat ass got dumb swagMy ***** bad, fat ass got dumb swagMy ***** bad, fat ass got dumb swagMy ***** bad, fat ass got dumb swag[Verse 1:]Ok dude I love the jeans and I love the shirtCaught 14 that's some pieceI'm too street, I'm too GI don't ride down I'm 20 EWith a bad ***** right beside meI'm driving fast as she's sucking meIt's windy as hell turn your heat upMatter of fact gon' rose the weed upMy shoes tight my cup fullThat straight seal, that real dealThat uncut, that straight rawTry to rob a kid that's when I cross the jobMy hair nappy, my pockets fullI'm hella rich I'm puppy loveI'm from the hood, from the hoodAll grown up, now I'm bossed upI'm turnked up and I'm fadedMy ***** bad, that's my ladyI'm a 90's baby, she's a 80'sThe bed big got in VegasGot a business phone, got a work phoneGot a main phoneThat 3 phone, my iphoneMy blackberry, my trap phoneBut ye you know[Hook:]My ***** bad, fat ass got dumb swagMy ***** bad, fat ass got dumb swagMy ***** bad, fat ass got dumb swagMy ***** bad, fat ass got dumb swagGot 3 phones, got 2 homeFor red bones, dressed out for 'emGot 3 phones, got 2 homeFor red bones, dressed out for 'em[Verse 2:]Got an ounce of weed gotta roll it upLike I'm prerub before I hit the clubShe a freaky girl, she a pretty girlShe a street girl, she hit the leaf of a monthYou would stick in her mouth, my ***** bad niggaShe don't walk with niggas, she walk past niggasDon't like short niggas, don't like fat niggasShe like that nigga and I'm that niggaFly boes to the cool got 3 phonesGot 6 chains got 3 O'sIf that ***** tight then that ***** rightAnd how the ***** could it be wrongThat ***** so good, wish I could press rewind***** call me blable but say that 3 timesMy mama bad, she bad and she know itShe got a crazy body I'm afraid to let her show itAnd she got a girlfriend, oh ye did I mention?2 *****es and a bad nigga, that's pimpin[Hook:]My ***** bad, fat ass got dumb swagMy ***** bad, fat ass got dumb swagMy ***** bad, fat ass got dumb swagMy ***** bad, fat ass got dumb swagGot 3 phones, got 2 homeFor red bones, dressed out for 'emGot 3 phones, got 2 homeFor red bones, dressed out for 'em[Verse 3:]Got 3 phones, 2 yellow bonesThen new Chanel caught 2 billFly zone, that's my zoneY'all nigga, but my money longCondo to a trust spotCountry boy caught KeshaMy ***** bad, got a fat assGot a pretty face with a stupid swag***** plaza, we poppin' tailOn molly get a coupe a bailVIP hold alot of GPromethazine, OGY'all nigga want stupid ice***** around we'll take your lifeIn the hood my nigga shooting diceTrap phone ringing all nightI buzz a dot, my rollieCost a chip, genodeNo scripts in my gucci scriptBuy a hundred for these gucci spitCount 20 benz in all doughStarring phone got pink mudRIP come to seeEveryday I'm pouring up
