Bad Bitty (Remix) lyrics

[Refrain: J.P.]
Hey, huh, baow, front row, shake it, you a bad b*tch (Hey)
She shakin' dummy ass, I just wanna grab it (Oh, yeah)
It's another one like DJ Khaled

[Verse 1: J.P.]
I just hopped on the scene, oh, yeah (Oh, yeah)
Me and my brothers got the green
Tryna get between them titties (Between them titties)
If she gon' c*ckblock, then leave her home (Leave her home)
Matter fact, I got a brother for her, bring her home

[Chorus: J.P.]
I say, "DJ, can you put this song on blast for the hoes in thе back shakin' ass?"
I know and you know that she gon' shake that ass when I throw this cash

[Post-Chorus: J.P.]
You еver told a b*tch, "I got G's"? (No)
You ever make a bitty hit her knees? (No, no)
Well, guess what? I'm J.P. (I'm J.P., on my daddy)

[Refrain: J.P.]
I'll make a b*tch say, "Hey, huh, baow," front row, shake it, you a bad b*tch (Bad b*tch)
She shakin' dummy ass, I just wanna grab it (Oh, yeah)
It's another one like DJ Khaled (Khaled)
[Bridge: J.P.]
(Oh-uh, hey, huh, baow)
Hey, yes, sir, hey (Front row, shake it, you a bad b*tch)
Oh, yes, sir, hey (Hey, huh, baow)
Hey, oh, yeah, hey (Shake it, you a bad b*tch)
Woah

[Verse: NLE Choppa]
NLE (Come here)
Round of applause, let me see you make it shake for me quick somethin'
Ring around your body, go tippy toe, stop running
She can't stop c*mming when I'm drumming
Get behind, get to bumming like ayy, oh my
Bad bitty on her knees, fly her overseas
She ain't ever have a visa, I please her
Quick trip to Ibiza, she my best eater
On these drugs, I feel like I need her
I got G's
Quick to tell a broke ho, "b*tch, please" (b*tch, please)
I'm a dog n*gga with no fleas (No fleas)
Came in with J.P (J.P), but I'm NLE
We just pulled off the lot with a car full of thots
And my left got a chop with a mop and a stock
Hit the scene we gon' pop it
Stop and a drop it
In Milwaukee with b*tches from the tropics
Graduated from ratchets as soon as I got my status
I'm in a whole 'nother bracket
Broke all them racks to stack it
And ain't no way I'm gon' lose
I'm having b*tches by twos
Me and J.P. together breaking news
[Chorus: J.P. & NLE Choppa]
"DJ, can you put this song on blast for the hoes in the back shakin' ass?" (NLE, Top Shotta, Don Dada, mmm)
I know and you know that she gon' shake that ass when I throw this cash (Yes, sir)

[Post-Chorus: J.P. & NLE Choppa]
You ever told a b*tch, "I got Gs"? (No, for real)
You ever make a bitty hit her knees? (No, no)
Well, guess what? I'm J.P. (I'm NLE, on my daddy)

[Refrain: J.P.]
I'll make a b*tch say, "Hey, huh, baow," front row, shake it, you a bad b*tch (Bad b*tch)
She shakin' dummy ass, I just wanna grab it (Oh, yeah)
It's another one like DJ Khaled (Khaled)

[Outro: NLE Choppa]
NLE, J.P. 
Top Shotta, don dada
Bomb like Al-Qaeda