Tunn up (feat. Young M.A and Kojo Funds)

(She don't want no pretty boy, them lie too much) (too much)

(Shakedown) (shakedown, shakedown)

Whoa, bad gyal turn up

Oh, me bad gyal turn up

Man a bad man, a gunman, they a fi, yeah, yeah, yeah

Bad man, they a fi, yeah, yeah, yeah

Pretty boy, ya lie too much

Bad gyal a come too much, man a yeah, yeah, yeah

Bad gyal turn up

Oh, me bad gyal turn up, yeah yeah yeah

Single for the night (for the night)

You know I'ma live my best life

Feeling like God when I'm in that all white

Keep the vibes good, don't want blood on my knife (yeah, yeah)

Four Seasons or the Ritz

Cover up the camera, let me kill it on a lift

Might get sticky, so I've gotta keep a stick

Gyal thick, thick, how the man like it

And she no want no relationship

She just want her bumper hit

Versace sheets, so the sex stay rich

Chanel sheets, so the sex stay rich

Pure badness

Whoa, bad gyal turn up (bad gyal turn up)

Oh, me bad gyal turn up

Man a bad man, a gunman, they a fi, yeah, yeah, yeah (oh)

Bad man, they a fi, yeah, yeah, yeah (oh)

Pretty boy, ya lie too much

Bad gyal a come too much, man a yeah, yeah, yeah

Bad gyal turn up (wagwan?)

Oh, me bad gyal turn up (uh), yeah yeah yeah (uh)

Bad gyal turn up (wagwan?)

Spliff me a burn up

When I pull her skirt up (ooh)

Toes them a curl up (ooh), me freaky

Make them gyal wet like Fiji (oh, oh)

Got to count it up before I make love

If it ain't rich love then it ain't love

Buss down wrist, it ain't playing low

Me wan her 'cause she thick

She just only want me 'cause me rich

And she no want no relationship

She just want her bumper hit

Versace sheets, so the sex stay rich

Chanel sheets, so the sex stay rich

Pure badness

Whoa, bad gyal turn up (bad gyal turn up)

Oh, me bad gyal turn up

Man a bad man, a gunman, they a fi, yeah, yeah, yeah (oh)

Bad man, they a fi, yeah, yeah, yeah (oh)

Pretty boy, ya lie too much

Bad gyal a come too much, man a yeah, yeah, yeah

Bad gyal turn up (bad gyal turn up)

Oh, me bad gyal turn up, yeah yeah yeah

Girls show me what they want (uh)

Henny in the cup, what they want (uh)

They say daddy really want you

My lady come hot like the sun (yeah)

Drop top and I roll through the block, you know

Gyally holla me non-stop, you know (non-stop, you know)

Jump out the whip, make her work, you know (you know)

Wine out your body 'til your bruk, you know

She do what Simon says (oh)

Girl, you're no lie (yeah)

Bad gyal hop out the Benz (well)

Girl, you're so fine

Anything you go do for me (me no lie)

And uh, we go turn up on a Wednesday (uh-huh)

Play on a Thursday (uh-huh)

Then we fuck for your birthday, yeah yeah

And she no want no relationship

She just want her bumper hit

Versace sheets, so the sex stay rich

Chanel sheets, so the sex stay rich

Pure badness

Whoa, bad gyal turn up, (yeah) (bad gyal turn up)

Oh, me bad gyal turn up

Man a bad man, a gunman, they a fi, yeah, yeah, yeah (oh)

Bad man, they a fi, yeah, yeah, yeah (oh)

Pretty boy, ya lie too much

Bad gyal a come too much, man a yeah, yeah, yeah

Bad gyal turn up (bad gyal turn up)

Oh, me bad gyal turn up, yeah yeah yeah

Then we fuck for your birthday, yeah, yeah (che!)

Then we fuck for your birthday, yeah, yeah (to-to)

Then we fuck for your birthday, yeah, yeah (tell me)

Then we fuck for your birthday, yeah, yeah (tell, bad gyal)

Then we fuck for your birthday, yeah, yeah