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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Connie Diiamond
Connie Diiamond
Performer
Don Q
Don Q
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Constance Burns
Constance Burns
Songwriter
Aaron Lewis
Aaron Lewis
Songwriter
Milan Szelcsanyi
Milan Szelcsanyi
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJAaronOnDaBeat
DJAaronOnDaBeat
Producer
MilanMadeIt
MilanMadeIt
Producer
Jahmal "Mada" Pierre
Jahmal "Mada" Pierre
Recording Engineer
Michael Ashby
Michael Ashby
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
(Ayy, who made it? Milan made it, ****)
(Ayo, A, it's the beat for me)
[Chorus]
Wanna rump with a baddie, the baddest
But I'm sorry, lil' baby, I live in the Bronx
All my **** is ghetto and ratchet
Man, this **** get lit, where the matches?
Don't be wantin' no smoke, tell 'em pass it
Shots, shots, shots if it's static
Watch, watch, watch like a Patek
Pop, pop, pop, automatics
[Verse 1]
When I'm pattin' my side, I ain't shakin' my hip
I'm just makin' sure I got the blick
Up it in traffic, **** got a kick
You dip, he dip, she dip, we dip
Stuntin' on (Huh) that ain't in my bracket
If you want the cookie, gotta tax it
All of my exes wish I was average
Snap back (What?), got 'em like elastic
Now let's get it, how we move
I'm in tune with the trappers and goons
**** was sleep, I was hittin' the snooze
Yellow tape, I put a (What?) on the news
Like, I be linin' these (Huh), they food
You fall in love, you be sendin' him nudes
After I **** him, I give him the boot
I be hidin' and duckin', he think I'm his boo
[Chorus]
Wanna rump with a baddie, the baddest
But I'm sorry, lil' baby, I live in the Bronx
All my **** is ghetto and ratchet
Man, this **** get lit, where the matches?
Don't be wantin' no smoke, tell 'em pass it
Shots, shots, shots if it's static
Watch, watch, watch like a Patek (Yeah)
Pop, pop, pop, automatics (Young)
[Verse 2]
When I walk in the spot, **** checkin' my wrist (What?)
So I'm makin' sure I got the grip (Yeah)
Uppin' it quick, this **** got a switch
You hit, he hit, she hit, then we dip (Yeah)
I'm from the side where it's zombies (Zombies)
Me and Connie Clyde and Bonnie (Clyde and Bonnie)
I got the 40, she ride with the Tommy (Ride with the Tommy)
I'm from the Bronx where it's body for body (Body for body)
Man, this **** could get ghetto and ratchet (Ghetto and ratchet)
You cuffin' that **** and I had it
We in a party, we bring out the baddies (Bring out the baddies)
I'm with the robbers, they waitin' to snatch it
Hit from the back, then I flip her, gymnastics (Flip her, gymnastics)
I bought her a ring, now she thinkin' 'bout marriage (Huh?)
I send that **** to go pick up a package (Pick up a package)
She on the road, half a brick in the traffic (Yeah, yeah)
You got your gun, then I got my gun
Let's see who gon' click it the fastest (Click it the fastest)
But if I don't got my pipe, I'm usin' a knife
Feel like you got hit with a hatchet (Woah)
In my city, that's just how we move (Just how we move)
She feelin' down, I give her the blues (Give her the blues)
Keep a selection, I pick 'em and choose (Pick 'em and choose)
I got his boo suckin' **** on a cruise (Hah)
[Chorus]
Wanna rump with a baddie, the baddest (Let's get it)
But I'm sorry, lil' baby, I live in the Bronx
All my **** is ghetto and ratchet
Man, this **** get lit, where the matches? (This **** get lit)
Don't be wantin' no smoke, tell 'em pass it
Shots, shots, shots if it's static
Watch, watch, watch like a Patek
Pop, pop, pop, automatics
Wanna rump with a baddie, the baddest
But I'm sorry, lil' baby, I live in the Bronx
All my **** is ghetto and ratchet
Man, this **** get lit, where the matches?
Don't be wantin' no smoke, tell 'em pass it
Shots, shots, shots if it's static
Watch, watch, watch like a Patek
Pop, pop, pop, automatics
[Outro]
When I'm pattin' my side, I ain't shakin' my hip
I'm just makin' sure I got the blick
Up it in traffic, **** got a kick
You dip, he dip, she dip, we dip
When I'm pattin' my side, I ain't shakin' my hip
I'm just makin' sure I got the blick
Up it in traffic, **** got a kick
You dip, he dip, she dip, we dip
Shots, shots, shots
Watch, watch, watch
Pop, pop, pop
Shots, shots, shots
Watch, watch, watch
Pop, pop, pop
(Connie, you're serious, right?)
Written by: Aaron Lewis, Ahnias Williams, Constance Burns, Milan Szelcsanyi, Remy Mackie
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