TrapHaus Creo & Emotal Professor – Bad

TrapHaus Creo & Emotal Professor – Bad Lyrics

Artist: TrapHaus Creo & Emotal Professor
Song: Bad

Bad (freestyle)
Traphaus creo:
Uh
I ain’t tryna steal her heart

So undercover
But she needy from the start
I had to love her
She was easy i was hard

The way she teased me in the dark
That’s the
Typa b#llsh#t
That took it

Beyond lust
I’m e on f#cks
But tryna keep it g on bucks
With neon guts

Ain’t f#cking with what we don’t trust
Told her that i need space like elon musk
…
It’s all good baby less is more

I don’t fight
I get less involved
And blessings call…
& i be asking what they flexing for

Coz that sh#t ain’t impressing broads
All i gotta do is press record
We contact with no text involved
It’s all facts n#gg# rest assured

I set the score
I been getting cheques abroad
What’s next is more
And i don’t even know what i be stressing for

….
Yeah
And all i ever needed were the best accords
Catch me

I should have a muhfvcking cash reward
And all these n#gg#s doin’ tax in court
Bish all i ever wanted was a…
Emotal professor:

Imma treat her like a bad b#tch
Thick thighs, with a cute smile
Hit it twice, and the third is my last time
I been nice, gave you more time

Take you all around the block
And show you more guys
I been told that she too ill
Take her dress off

And that sh#t ripped
She holding on like i got grip
Gave her all my juice
Now watch her take a sip

A bit melodramatic
Showing off her t#tt#es
And making gay n#gg#s panic
Everytime she see me

Up and down with all the crazy chicks
Put a ring on her finger
So you can prove she innocent
She can’t cope with a no show

Imma leave her happy like its all a joke
I been told, that her man’s broke
Treat her like a bad b#tch
When i’m all blown

My mind is a palace
When i’m thinking of an interview
I stare at orange
Coz the pressure be up in me man

I’m shifting my knowledge
And the music be my hobby
While i’m serving a notice
Stay fit like i got gym

In a nutshell
Give you cracks
Like my name glass
In the low class

And i’m giving her more sex
With her broke #ss
Now she down on my d
Watch her choke that

Sicker than a muhfvcker
Like that p#ss# drawn, imma need a rubber
She old school like its motown
Everytime she see me she be looking shocked

Gate-crash at a street bash
Got my street cred from a lap dance
I stay winning, got gimmicks
They mimic, my last sentence
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From the album:
Bad (Freestyle) [Explicit]
Release Year: 2021