Ar’mon - BAD BITCH SEASON Lyrics

D2 call me back
I'll tell you what I think about you You come from the hood, we won't speak about it
I know that you bad, you been cuttin' up
Oh yeah, yeah You know you a dime, f*ck the number nine
Not in to wastin' time, let me make you mine See the twinkle in your eye,
Feel it in your spine Oh yeah, yeah
F*ck with a young nigga, girl, I know just what to do
And I can show you a thing that I call love

Bad bitch season, pretty for no reason
She say she a city girl, but I think I'ma keep her
Bad bitch demons, all she want is Neimans She think I'ma lover, boy,
But she can't tell the difference
Bad bitch season, pretty for no reason
She say she a city girl, but I think I'ma keep her
Bad bitch demons, all she want is Neimans
She think I'ma lover boy, but she can't tell the difference

I ain't a player, girl, I just crush a lot
Last nigga was bluffin', you pullin' up or not
I ain't into the talkin', is you gon' f*ck or not
Know that box a hellcat, let me skirt off the lot
Ooh, girl, you know you perfect And you do that shit on purpose
These hoes can't pass you up Cause they know that you bad as f*ck
Come here let me snatch you up Oh yeah, yeah
F*ck with a young nigga, girl, I know just what to do
And I can show you a thing that I call love

Bad bitch season, pretty for no reason
She say she a city girl, But I think I'ma keep her
Bad bitch demons, all she want is Neimans
She think I'ma lover, boy, but she can't tell the difference

Bad bitch season, pretty for no reason She say she a city girl, but I think I'ma keep her
Bad bitch demons, all she want is Neimans
She say she a city girl, but I think I'ma keep her