RED CAFE

RED CAFE - Super Bad Bitch lyrics

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Feat. FAT TREL & Marcus Manchild

Super bad bitch

Super,super bad bitch

Super bad bitch

Super,super bad bitch

Super bad bitch

Super,super bad bitch

Super bad bitch

Super,super bad bitch

Super bad bitch

Super,super bad bitch

Super bad bitch

Super,super bad bitch

Super bad bitch

Super,super bad bitch

Super bad bitch

Super,super bad bitch

Super bad bitch me

Got me getting plastic

I’m a dirty bastard

She might get her ass licked

She don’t need practice

Money coming like a hundred bitches

I just drop a ticked on my wrist

I ain't takin' pictures

But you can picture me

Catch a flight to grab a Sicilian in Sicily

Lips all glossed, all that ass

Bad boss bitch she get all that cash

You’re at that town

Virginia or Maryland

ODC , your pussy got a pair of O6

I keep a bank roll

I’m talkin’ all facts

Super bad bitch she don’t pay no taxes

You know she ain’t about it

Drop the wrecks and walk out

Super bad bitch

Super,super bad bitch

Super bad bitch

Super,super bad bitch

Super bad bitch

Super,super bad bitch

Super bad bitch

Super,super bad bitch

Super bad bitch

Super,super bad bitch

Super bad bitch

Super,super bad bitch

Super bad bitch

Super,super bad bitch

Super bad bitch

Super,super bad bitch

I say okay I met the bitch in Brooklyn in a train

She said I heard about you

You’ve been in the 8th game

I get round while pounds break down

So I’m professional

Flexin’ with my weapon

Money rolls in her favorite restaurant

She is super bad

Flashy and she’s braggin’

Like she never had shit

I can ask her to fuck with me

Super bad bitch

Super,super bad bitch

Super bad bitch

Super,super bad bitch

Super bad bitch

Super,super bad bitch

Super bad bitch

Super,super bad bitch

I don’t want just one girl

You already know that I need 2

So I told my girl to get a girlfriend

That’s the shit that she does

Going in Miami in jet skies

That’s the shit that we all 3 do

They wanna have a ménage

What you know about me?

You can play hard

You can bring the cash in

And I’ll be pimpin’ for real

I don’t need backin’

I had broken my ass and got the cash in

Just askin’ can you match this?

I’m classy because of my fashion

You want me because of my talent

Let me touch that

Let me grab it

I’m sayin’ that this is your chance

You can come in

Super bad bitch

Super,super bad bitch

Super bad bitch

Super,super bad bitch

Super bad bitch

Super,super bad bitch

Super bad bitch

Super,super bad bitch

Super bad bitch

Super,super bad bitch

Super bad bitch

Super,super bad bitch

Super bad bitch

Super,super bad bitch

Super bad bitch

Super,super bad bitch

Super bad bitch

Super,super bad bitch

Super bad bitch

Super,super bad bitch

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