Daz Dillinger - Badder Than A Mutha lyrics

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Daz Dillinger - Badder Than A Mutha lyrics

(feat. Avery Storm) [Chorus:] I seen a whole lot of girls in my days, my days None of them have ever made me say What I'm about to say to you You bad than a motherf**er, motherf**er You bad than a motherf**er What's it gonna take for me to get you? [Daz:] She was bad than a motherf**er, s**y with a triple-X Type of girl that need somethin' nasty to keep the pillow wet And I feel her strippin' naked in the silhouette Come a little closer baby girl 'cause I'm feelin' it She the hottest, super bad and exotic (She got a gang of a** and god damn she got it) Never seen her before, but I seen her when she walked in the door God damn, I got to have it for sure (The DJ playin' my song and it won't be long I put the mackin' in effect, try to get in her thong) You gain some you lose some, me I'm one to choose from I got game (baby girl, and I want some) She the sh**, and she know it Pop a couple of bottles, let Diggy Daz overflow it My emotions I'm showin', take time with the cutie Tax it and watch me do my thang with the booty [Chorus:] I seen a whole lot of girls in my days, my days None of them have ever made me say What I'm about to say to you You bad than a motherf**er, motherf**er You bad than a motherf**er What's it gonna take for me to get you? There's some hoes in this house When you seem 'em point 'em out Get 'em on the dance floor, turn 'em out Cause there's some hoes in this house [Daz:] This is for them super bad b**hes lookin' good in the club Wanna smoke with a player, wanna drink on some bubb' She lookin' like a lawyer, lookin' like a actress Super bad model 'cause she's lookin' so attractive (We got weed in the air, middle fingers up b**h on my side, drink in my cup n***az startin' to sound like b**hes, they need to quit I'm on the corner posted with a bad a** b**h) She lookin' good in them jeans, hat to match She all up on the ba**sack, how ill is that? She a bad mamma jamma from New York to Savannah From Miami to L.A., to the Bay to Atlanta [Chorus: x2] I seen a whole lot of girls in my days, my days None of them have ever made me say What I'm about to say to you You bad than a motherf**er, motherf**er You bad than a motherf**er What's it gonna take for me to get you?