Badderz Got Talent lyrics

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[Intro]
I—I—I—Iceboy
Us, never them (Ugh)
Us, never them (Yeah, yeah)
Us, never them (Ugh)
Us, never them (Yeah, yeah)
Huh, uh-huh, huh, uh-huh
Huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

[Chorus]
Yo, she wanna go uptown (Uh-huh)
Make snaps in Harrods (Uh-huh)
Most my chicks ain't got no manners (Uh-huh)
I must be a judge on Badderz Got Talent (Uh-huh)
She's from JA and she love fashion
I make her say style and pattern (Uh-huh)
She's tryna run through the team, do relay (Ugh)
Like Sha'Carri (Ugh), I pass that baton (Ugh)

[Verse 1]
Prada cups when I stand on business
My old plug try and move mad with me
Amiri jeans (Ugh), the way that I rippеd him (Ugh, ugh)
What the f*ck was he thinking?
You can't— You can't call lil' bro for a Benz
'Causе his trap line kick like Bisping (Get money)
It's all merry when the payment lands, no biscuit (Get money)
Made me a drink and sipped it (Get money)
Hit it from the side, the back
The front, I'm showing her angles (Ugh)
I make her leg lock like Kurt Angle
She want the Van Cleef Cartier bangle
Ride a jet-ski with the Hermès sandals
Big body Benz, I can handle (Give me that)
Her and her friends, I can handle (Give me that)
They're making a mess, I can handle (Ugh)
[Chorus]
Yo, she wanna go uptown (Uh-huh)
Make snaps in Harrods (Uh-huh)
Most my chicks ain't got no manners (Uh-huh)
I must be a judge on Badderz Got Talent (Uh-huh)
She's from JA and she love fashion
I make her say style and pattern (Uh-huh)
She's tryna run through the team, do relay (Ugh)
Like Sha'Carri (Ugh), I pass that baton (Ugh)

[Verse 2]
I do not care if it's been three years since I've been up in her
Real block spinner, she don′t move bitter
Take her for dinner, I make her sing like Tems, no river
The brain was dead, I snooze like SZA (Ugh)
I can't chase skets, I'm chasing bread
I need agege, hard dough, pitta, huh, huh (Huh)
Abracadabra, alakazam
She wanna do tricks and show me she bad (Ugh)
Abracadabra, alakazam (Ugh, ugh)
She wanna do tricks and play with her hands (Uh-huh)
Deep throat make wood disappear, damn (Uh-huh)
She can play with us all like the magic man (Uh-huh)
Come like Pep, how she manage that?
Mad, mad, mad (Huh)
Brown skin melanin, sweet and genuine
And she make me feel good like medicine
Out here meddling, but I ain't settling
Give her right back to the streets like Bellerín
I remember them days in the field
I was young with the Euros, I felt like Bellingham
Huh, huh, I felt like Bellingham
[Chorus]
Yo, she wanna go uptown (Uh-huh)
Make snaps in Harrods (Uh-huh)
Most my chicks ain't got no manners (Uh-huh)
I must be a judge on Badderz Got Talent (Uh-huh)
She's from JA and she love fashion
I make her say style and pattern (Uh-huh)
She's tryna run through the team, do relay (Ugh)
Like Sha'Carri (Ugh), I pass that baton (Ugh)

[Outro]
Yo, she wanna go uptown
Make snaps in Harrods
Most my chicks ain't got no manners
I must be a judge on Badderz Got Talent
She's from JA and she love fashion
I make her say style and pattern
She's tryna run through the team, do relay
Like Sha'Carri, I pass that baton
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