Johnny Clouds - Bad Mutha Fucka lyrics

rate me

Yeah, ah and I’m that bad mutha fucka

Roll deep like the sea floor

Blowin’ cash like the see force

If you know I’m ready like I wanna the war

Yeah and I’m having the blast

Livin’ nigga day like it’s one of my last

So you can get better for me like you gone on your class

Always copping all fancy things

Got more balls and they’ll bite again

Jonny cowns, I’ll make the rain

We elevated like Angus ring

Yeah, yeah I get it, that’s how I roll, faded off that brown

I got shit up all the round, I got wholes up in my heart

And I never turn down, man no matter the get

I got some bottles and some basket

That I’ll take til the base

Come on baby, yeah you know what I’m feelin’ inside

Bad mutha fucka

They say I gotta get flow

And they go ahead and told the poke

Start in that making, you better go and keep the telescope

Take some notes and better get some vote

I’ll be alive and make it ‘til you’ll go

Bad mutha fucka, never do my stress

Snatching mine and then come on west

Yeah, and I’m pulling the high

Mami told how she ride in the pain

She come and told ‘em, how she ride in the beat

I try to get rich, I got nonstop a bitch

Cooling this all like a marshal lip

All the competition, no compare to me,

And they get all the versus weak like beat the __________(?)

I’mma tell you, you pedal feel

And fuck what you heard nigga

Bad mutha fucka x 3

Yeah, I’m the badest, bad ass,

Turn up in the city so you never get an address

Ah and I turn it to madness

But the chick is giving me the great like madness

Ah man I’m so bizarre, the over work and know that I sold the purp

And everybody wanna talk about doin’ the dirty

But do the first, mutha fucka do you see all that search?

I’m the bad ass, bad ass, got a car broke to my cope, cope

Never sipping like so

Never chilling with them other busters

Y’all know we sit there mutha fucka

Body all night til I get no sit

Got a couple more bottles up in the back sit

Dance all night til I hunner from my feet

Cuz I’mma bad mutha fucka

Ask some cash and kill some gashes

Homies got some the perfect stashing

If you tripping they got gas

They the bad mutha fucka

And no never stop, don’t let your willer get that hip hop

What up Troy Boy, I just get a track

Cuz I’m the bad mutha fucka