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Ms Banks – Bad B Bop Lyrics

Bad B Bop By Ms Banks

Okay, okay
Yeah

Step into the dance like a bad b
Gingerbread man couldn’t catch me
Comin’ from the East Side, not Hackney
Up in every spot like acne
Step into the dance like a bad b
Gingerbread man couldn’t catch me
Comin’ from the East Side, not Hackney
Up in every spot like acne

Mad how these niggas wanna trap me
Bitches can’t match me, but they wanna at me
Don’t test me, don’t mad me
Yeah, I look good but I’ll do a girl badly
Doin’ up nice and friendly
Can’t back me, but she wanna be my bestie, mmm
Everyting boasy, flexy, stay sexy
But these bruddas can’t touch me
Touch me, touch me
Bag Givenchy, shoes LV
Breast and back look healthy
Lace melty, inna take a young selfie
They be lovin’ the kid
Talkin’ like they’re on beef, they ain’t touchin’ a chick
Killin’ everything, you can tell the judge I did it
The ball’s in your court, but you still can’t hit it

Uh, uh
Do the bad B bop
Yeah
Do the bad B bop
Ah, shit, uh
Do the bad B bop
Uh, uh, yeah

Step into the dance like a bad b
Gingerbread man couldn’t catch me
Comin’ from the East Side, not Hackney
Up in every spot like acne
Step into the dance like a bad b
Gingerbread man couldn’t catch me
Comin’ from the East Side, not Hackney
Up in every spot like acne

Don’t need your backhanded compliments
I’m confident, I move with ambition
Mad ’cause my ego bigger than the continent
I’m comfortable, don’t chat to the constables
Waitin’ for me to fall, but you look like a fool
Only time we’ll be cool is if we got in a pool
Been bad from school, always stand out and I’m tall
Dress to kill, I don’t need no tool, mmm
I do me, I don’t play by the rules (Vroom, vroom)
Benz punani, I’ma need more fuel (Zoom, zoom)
Fat Kit-Kat, make a boy drool
Said he wanna cop me jewels, baby boy just cool
Any time I get the bag, I do the bad B bop
Gettin’ to the money non-stop
Know I keep hot when I pull up on the block
If a bitch talk slick, then you know on top
Do the bad B bop

Uh, uh
Do the bad B bop
Yeah
Do the bad B bop
Ah, shit, uh
Do the bad B bop
Uh, uh, yeah

Step into the dance like a bad b
Gingerbread man couldn’t catch me
Comin’ from the East Side, not Hackney
Up in every spot like acne
Step into the dance like a bad b
Gingerbread man couldn’t catch me
Comin’ from the East Side, not Hackney
Up in every spot like acne

Do the bad B bop
Do the bad B bop
Do the bad B bop