DJ Durel - Bad Moves Lyrics
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    Bad Moves

    [Intro: Rich the Kid & Quavo]
    Bad moves
    Trap, I might shoot
    In Miami
    DJ Durel!

    [Chorus: Rich the Kid]
    She don't even love me, she just like me 'cause I'm bad
    I was in the 'Rari pullin' off, I made 'em mad (Skrrt)
    If they try to pull me over, I'ma do the dash (Woo, woo)
    If she give me top, then I might fuck her on the corner (Woo, woo, woo)
    Bad boy (Bad), I'm so fuckin' bad, I was cuttin' class (Class)
    Bad, bad, ain't no hall pass, I was trappin' gas (Gas)
    I might shoot (I might shoot), I was ridin' 'round Miami with no roof ('Round Miami)
    Bad boy, pull up flexin' in the coupe

    [Verse 1: Rich the Kid]
    Got a chopper and it's brand new, brand new
    Got a bitch and she bad too, bad too
    I'm in MIA (MIA)
    Rolls Royce or the Lamb', what we gon' ride today? (Skrrt)
    I'm a bad boy, run up, you might get blown away

    [Verse 2: Quavo & Rich the Kid]
    Makin' bad moves (Money), bad moves
    Bad bitches like 'em bad too (Bad), bad too (Woo)
    Get that bad today (Uh)
    We the hottest in the city (Uh), don't try to ride the wave (No)
    Young niggas takin' over, they some bad babies (Quavo)

    [Chorus: Rich the Kid]
    She don't even love me, she just like me 'cause I'm bad
    I was in the 'Rari pullin' off, I made 'em mad (Skrrt)
    If they try to pull me over, I'ma do the dash (Woo, woo)
    If she give me top, then I might fuck her on the corner (Woo, woo, woo)
    Bad boy (Bad), I'm so fuckin' bad, I was cuttin' class (Class)
    Bad, bad, ain't no hall pass, I was trappin' gas (Gas)
    I might shoot (I might shoot), I was ridin' 'round Miami with no roof ('Round Miami)
    Bad boy, pull up flexin' in the coupe

    [Verse 3: Quavo]
    Woo, Quavo
    Fifty thousand, I'ma flex in all hunnids (Fifty)
    I'm so bad, Michael Jackson owe me money (Woo-hee)
    I'm so bad, Ali couldn't touch me (Ali)
    I'm so bad, I flew a bad bitch out the country (Bad, bad)

    [Verse 4: Rich the Kid]
    Say, "I love you," I was lyin', that was yesterday (Yesterday)
    Pocket rocket in the club, but that's the only way (That's the only way)
    If I know that I won't win then I won't even play
    I'm so bad that I was waitin' on a bad day

    [Chorus: Rich the Kid]
    She don't even love me, she just like me 'cause I'm bad
    I was in the 'Rari pullin' off, I made 'em mad (Skrrt)
    If they try to pull me over, I'ma do the dash (Woo, woo)
    If she give me top, then I might fuck her on the corner (Woo, woo, woo)
    Bad boy (Bad), I'm so fuckin' bad, I was cuttin' class (Class)
    Bad, bad, ain't no hall pass, I was trappin' gas (Gas)
    I might shoot (I might shoot), I was ridin' 'round Miami with no roof ('Round Miami)
    Bad boy, pull up flexin' in the coupe

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