1-800-LUVME

[Intro]
Hello? Hello?

[Chorus: Nick Crawford & Christian Cicilia]
Yeah she bad yeah she bad
If lil shawty fucking I might buy that girl a gucci bag (yeah)
Type of bad make you ask you what to do with that (yeah)
What you do with that yeah, it ain't nothing new shawty I ain’t new to that
Yeah she bad yeah she bad
If lil shawty fucking I might buy that girl a gucci bag (yeah)
Type of bad make you ask you what to do with that (yeah)
What you do with that yeah, It ain't nothing new shawty I ain't new to that

[Verse 1: Christian Cicilia]
I’m a stoner leaning over, told me that she needed closure but I don't know her
Told that girl to give me throat til my tippy toes curl
And I send her back in coach cause she's just my old girl
I was just that scared guy, she said see you later guy
Now I'm getting paper she hit me up like what's on your mind
I said nothing much but baby all I see is dollar signs
She was in the lobby dropping bodies just like columbine
Now I say goodbye like I ain't got the time
You can keep on calling I will not decline
They say love is blind but I can't lie
Girl not mine, I just love to see you smile
Hit your line I call you just to waste my time, it's been a while
But no I can’t deny that you was looking fine
Had to pull up on you, had to make you mine
Hot like California, yeah she shawty a dime
Told her that I adored her then she pushed me right aside (yeah)
Now she want a daughter she just called the other night

[Chorus: Nick Crawford & Christian Cicilia]
Yeah she bad yeah she bad
If lil shawty fucking I might buy that girl a gucci bag (yeah)
Type of bad make you ask you what to do with that (yeah)
What you do with that yeah, it ain’t nothing new shawty I ain't new to that
Yeah she bad yeah she bad
If lil shawty fucking I might buy that girl a gucci bag (yeah)
Type of bad make you ask you what to do with that (yeah)
What you do with that yeah, It ain’t nothing new shawty I ain't new to that

[Verse 2: Nick Crawford & Christian Cicilia]
If we're being honest then let's be honest
My love for you is supersonic, my heart’s bionic
These perkys fucking up my conscious, I go unconscious
Bitch I'm off the gin and tonic I'm finna vomit
Think I'm bout to vomit yeah that bitch so toxic
Five, six, seven pills, now I'm getting nauseous
We had something good but we lost it, aww shit
Now she see me rockin wanna hop inside the mosh pit
Reach the bottom of the bottle , fuck it imma rip the throttle
Got a condo filled with models and a gun that's filed with hollows
Make her sing like Billy Idol
Make em dance like a recital
Bitch I might need a revival
When I'm drownin in the Nyquil

[Chorus: Nick Crawford & Christian Cicilia]
Yeah she bad yeah she bad
If lil shawty fucking I might buy that girl a gucci bag (yeah)
Type of bad make you ask you what to do with that (yeah)
What you do with that yeah, it ain't nothing new shawty I ain't new to that
Yeah she bad yeah she bad
If lil shawty fucking I might buy that girl a gucci bag (yeah)
Type of bad make you ask you what to do with that (yeah)
What you do with that yeah, It ain't nothing new shawty I ain't new to that