(Chorus)

The girl dem love, bad man
and your style of a teen?
Can’t fuck a top girl if
your style of a teen, come
from me belly so the style
of a teen, like army fatigue

Real bad man and your style
of a teen? Calling with the
gang if your style of a teen
Style of a clean, like army
fatigue

Dogs dem make big money,
big money, number one stunner
Shoes box full of money

(Verse 1)

They match a million, it’s
like match money A couple
starts me invest in her
body, she love me now she
say I’m he done, darling
She know me bad, she know
the things I’ve heard

High hopes, linked with
high force You know once
me make you jump from my
life course

Fuck up a million and day
up on the night course
Betting that you’ll pull
up so the massive will
start, boss…

(Bridge)

Big money, big money she
bring a friend on the
block so you know that
I forget to slap, yeah

(Chorus)

Bad man and your style up
a clean. You can’t fuck a
top gal if your style up
a thin Come on my belly so
that style up a thin Like
army fatigue

Real bad man and your style
up a clean. Calling out the
gang if your style up a thin
Style up a clean, like army
fatigue

(Verse 2)

No matter’s not the pussy
they want your flap jaw
With the money bag and
serene

So give me a dash for a
4Q sign The world don’t
know I’m fi mi enemy

They need a chart to know
a gal think that me have
a couple hoes pon the
hilltop A six piece each
fi a cape and a black Full
paint pon a shot

Bum bowl, got a di top And
put a plus on me, don’t
give a fuck Me come from
nothing to the grown up
And the dogs, I’m never
grown up

(Bridge)

Big money, big money dem
like how me live, but a
gal don’t know how me life

(Chorus)

So, bad man and your style
up a clean. You can’t fuck
a top gal if your style up
a thin Come on my belly so
that style up a thin Like
army fatigue

Ah bad style of clean, style
of a thin style of a clean
say it flex

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