Bryson Tiller - Shortie Bad lyrics

[Intro] Girl, Girl, Girl It's B Tiller Baby Girl, Girl, Girl Juss Russ Come on [Pre Hook] I got a bad little crush on mami Shortie bout five two little mami She got a bad lil waist nice body Shortie bad, I think I really want you girl [Verse] She in her own cla** Sitting up on top of the world Man, she a bad lil chick She a wonderful girl I put her on the front page Cuz she's the baddest around I used to play her to the left But now I"m holding her down I like to make her real mad Cuz she cute when she frown When we together we the best So we running the town Laughing at the competition They'll be running for miles Trying to catch up with the girl With the hellable style I got a crush but it's cool Cuz I been crushing awhile Shortie asked me what I'm thinking Girl I"m thinking that I'll Get your number it's about to be a blunder girl First comes the rain I"m bout to make it thunder girl I'll take you under,hope your not unsure Introducing Juss Russ the twelth wonder Mami short and she bad I know she feeling glad She met me at the jmall and left with shopping bags [Hook} I got a bad lil crush on mami Shortie five foot two lil mami She got a bad lil waist nice body Shortie bad I think I really want you girl Need you girl, Got you girl Shortie bad and I think I really want you girl Need you girl, Got you girl Shortie Bad and I really think I really want you girl [Verse] Aye Now shortie what it do I really think you cool Plus you know you kinda cute and ummm I love the way you move it like popcorn My type of chick, I'd like to hit it with the lights on Cuz you the one I got my sights on Everybody looking, you ain't even got your brights on Damn, are we Drake'n it baby Best I ever had yeah we making it baby You a down a** chick Ride or die type She got the ride or die pink whip And she a first cla** trip Spent the summer with miami Now she my honey dip forreal You the breath to my world I had to make a song for this one special girl And if you hear me put your hands up All the bad mama's in the world please stand up [Hook] [Break] You can catch me on the sidelines Rootin for a brilliant mind Made it past her climax And I played this part a thousand times Pocket fulla money, but I swear you were my favorite dime Everytime you leave, you find me searching for the perfect rhyme I'm careful with my words You know I've always been the thoughtful type I know it makes you mad but I swear I love your mom She taught you how to knock they socks off Raised you as the bomb and everytime you think of me I hope you picture every song Man im thinking bout this pleasant girl with the nice aroma Wearing six inch heels, I swear she'll never loan them She a certified knock out Call her Manny Pacquio She shining like a golden globe She ready for a blackout [Hook] [Outro] I got a bad lil crush on mami Shortie bout five two lil mami She got a bad lil waist nice body Shortie bad, I think I really want you girl