Tag: Bhad Bhabie


Clean Bandit – Playboy Style lyrics




[Intro: Charli XCX & Bhad Bhabie]
Uh, oh damn
Uh, uh, oh damn
It’s Clean Bandit
With Charli XCX and Bhad Bhabie, bitch!

[Verse 1: Charli XCX]
Had a lover undercover, kept it on the low
Said that you meant nothing but my feelings really grew
Not that I regret you but I met you, went insane
Oh, oh, yeah
Didn’t need forever but I needed just a call
Every night at 3 A.M I’m banging on your door
Crying on the marble where we used to fuck ’til dawn
Oh, oh

[Pre-Chorus: Charli XCX]
What you doing to me?
Used to be a scene from a movie
Now I’m crying tears like a baby
Looking in the mirror, I don’t know me
Oh, yeah yeah

[Chorus: Charli XCX]
Fell in love with a bad, bad dude
Playboy style, should’ve seen right through
All my friends, they could see the truth
You never loved me, you never loved me, yeah yeah
It’s so rare for a girl like me
Playboy style, got me fallin’ deep
Did that dirt and I got receipts
You never loved me, you never loved me, yeah yeah

[Post Chorus: Charli XCX]
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, La-la-la-la-a
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, La-la-la-la-a

[Verse 2: Bhad Bhabie & Charli XCX]
When you making checks on checks they chase you for that dollar bill (What a bitch)
But where the fuck was you when all I had to eat was dollar meals? (Where was you at?)
Thought we’d have a run, boy
Thought you was the one, boy
But as I’m growing all the wiser I don’t want no young boys (Oh no)
Too many on me and I don’t discriminate (Nope)
Might take that bitch on a dinner date ([?])
Fashion Nova, new collection (Bitch)
[?] on me, I don’t gotta wait (Oh, you mad)
Gotta treat me like a lady (Like a lady)
But I’m still a bhad bhabie (Lady)
[?] texts on texts and I’m sorry it’s Bhabie with XCX
Yeah yeah

[Chorus: Charli XCX]
Fell in love with a bad, bad dude
Playboy style, should’ve seen right through
All my friends, they could see the truth
You never loved me, you never loved me, yeah yeah
It’s so rare for a girl like me
Playboy style, got me fallin’ deep
Did that dirt and I got receipts
You never loved me, you never loved me, yeah yeah

[Bridge: Charli XCX]
Yeah, you said no one was home
Two bodies making shapes with the lights on
I hope she’s what you want, uh
Can’t believe I let a Playboy play me so damn good
Teardrops down the [?] from the girls from Hollywood
Kiss him better, then you leave him, then you hide the truth
Oh, oh, yeah yeah

[Chorus: Charli XCX]
Fell in love with a bad, bad dude
Playboy style, should’ve seen right through
All my friends, they could see the truth
You never loved me, you never loved me, yeah yeah
It’s so rare for a girl like me
Playboy style, got me fallin’ deep
Did that dirt and I got receipts
You never loved me, you never loved me, yeah yeah

[Outro: Charli XCX]
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, La-la-la-la-a
Uh, uh, oh damn
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, La-la-la-la-a




Bhad Bhabie – Gucci Flip Flops lyrics




Gu-Gucci flip flops
Fuck it, hit your bitch in my socks
This a big watch
Diamonds drippin’ off of the clock
Pull the sticks out
Winter time, droppin’ the top
Give it to they n*gger ass
Turn this sh*t up a notch
Gucci flip flops (f*ck it)
Make it kick rocks (bust it)
This a big clock
Check the wrist watch (check it)
Gucci flip flops
Fuck it, hit your bitch in my socks (bust it)
This a big watch
Diamonds drippin’ off of the clock (off of the clock)

[Verse 1: Bhad Bhabie]
Bhad Bhabie got these bitches bussin’ for cash
Do the dash, try to play me, bitch, I’m bussin’ yo’ ass
Lotta gun sounds, Rollie, bust down
Know why these bitches mad
‘Cause they trash and they f*ckin’ for cash (cash)
Too official, blow the whistle, bitch, I’m fly as a bird (brrr)
Take a picture, get your issue, bitch the diamond worth
Walk in the bank, f*ck it up
Pokin’ that bitch with a shank, f*ck it up (f*ck it up)
I bought the lil bitch a bag
Make it double back and clear up her tab (yah)

[Chorus: Bhad Bhabie & Lil Yachty]
Gu-Gucci flip flops
Fuck it, hit your bitch in my socks
This a big watch
Diamonds drippin’ off of the clock
Pull the sticks out
Winter time, droppin’ the top
Give it to they n*gger ass
Turn this sh*t up a notch
Gucci flip flops (f*ck it)
Make it kick rocks (bust it)
This a big clock
Check the wrist watch (check it)
Gucci flip flops
Fuck it, hit your bitch in my socks (bust it)
This a big watch (Lil Boat)
Diamonds drippin’ off of the clock (off of the clock)

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
I got big guap, n*gger, yeah, I’m real rich (yeah)
6 cars, 2 houses and I’m still rich (uh)
Think it’s sweet?
One call, hit the Killswitch (boom)
Booby cool, I ain’t worried ’bout yo’ lil bitch, nigga
That lil chain that you rockin’
That’s so little to me
Talkin’ sh*t but want a verse?
That’s a riddle to me
Can’t f*ck the bitch ’til she got her virginity (whoo, yeah)
‘Cause then she gon’ really be into me (whoo, yeah)
.223 shots, I might run for the enemies (ah)
Put a few holes in his kidneys (whoo, Lil Boat)

[Chorus: Bhad Bhabie]
Gu-Gucci flip flops
Fuck it, hit your bitch in my socks
This a big watch
Diamonds drippin’ off of the clock
Pull the sticks out
Winter time, droppin’ the top
Give it to they n*gger ass
Turn this sh*t up a notch
Gucci flip flops (f*ck it)
Make it kick rocks (bust it)
This a big clock
Check the wrist watch (check it)
Gucci flip flops
Fuck it, hit your bitch in my socks (bust it)
This a big watch
Diamonds drippin’ off of the clock (off of the clock)


Hi bich – Bhad Bhabie aka Danielle Bregoli lyrics


Lyrics Bhad Bhabie – Hi bich

White J’s, white Porsche
White wrist, white horse
Hi, b*tch, hi, b*tch
Hi, b*tch, hi, b*tch
I do not sniff or roll it
It do not drip when I pour it
I do not run, I reload it
I do not save it, I throw it
White J’s, white Porsche
White wrist, white horse
Hi, b*tch, hi, b*tch
Hi, b*tch, hi bich.

Please stop, please stop, please stop, please stop
That fit look like you bought it at a kiosk
And they got the nerve to ask, “why she hot?”
Why you counting all that money that we got?
I ain’t worried ’bout no basic b*tches
All y’all look like you still fly Spirit
All y’all must not’ve looked in the mirror
All y’all lookin’ but the windows tinted, like (hi, b*tch)
I don’t know what made all y’all haters (hi, b*tch)
Play if you want but you know I ain’t playin’ like.

White J’s, white Porsche
White wrist, white horse
Hi, b*tch, hi, b*tch
Hi, b*tch, hi, b*tch
It do not drip when I pour it
I do not run, I reload it
I do not save it, I throw it
White J’s, white Porsche
White wrist, white horse
Hi, b*tch, hi, b*tch
Versuri-lyrics.info
Hi, b*tch, hi bich.

Grown as hell and you still hating
I look at you and thank god I made it, like
Hi bich
Hi, b*tchhh.
Bhad Bhabie lyrics
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