Gerald what you so sad for? Why the hell you got the blues? Everybody wanna be in your shoes Everything ain't that bad Name a reason that you got to be mad Man stop acting like a bitch Forgot you're all famous now and rich? Gerald what the fuck is wrong,

I brought my niggas, it was only right Bought a new whip, it was only right Bad bitch, but it's only right Twenty bottles in the club and it's only right Same friends, but it's only right All my niggas rich, man, it's only right Get it how you live, man,

I'm movin' up, I'm movin', movin' up She belongs on the surface She belongs with me I'm movin' up, I'm movin', I'm movin' up I'm movin' up, I'm movin' up, I'm movin' Good God, in the middle of May with miles down Bad bitch in Santa Ana she love the Fanta

Bom bodi bom bode bode bom bom Bom bidi bom bom bom bode bom But I love it baby Love me all night long Bom bidi bom bom You give me bad, bad love If you want baby, like Bom bidi bom bom bom 'Cause you're a bad, bad girl

Oh, I want it, yeah Whenever you need my help I'll hold you down, oh Oh, you want it, yeah Why in the fuck these niggas Try and hold me down, oh We the baddest nigga, we the baddest nigga We the baddest nigga

And our silhouette up we could no longer see Sayin' we couldn't make it to Mexico We had our heavy hearts I, I was ready for Cancun (Bad bi- the candy, palm trees and sandy) Bad bi-, bad bi-, bad bi-, bad bi-, bad bi- Some candy, palm trees and sandy We

I remember being broke and down bad Now I pay nothing for my sneakers 'cause I'm NAV He can't get a feature so he mad I ain't nothing like these rappers they won't last I don't wanna call her now she sad It's 'cause I'm getting money fucking bitches

It look like I been cookin', it look like I been cookin' Bad bitches, fuckin' everyone of 'em Ten chains, rockin' everyone of 'em I'm in the club, bitches beggin' me to shoot 'em up With the seventeens, sixteens, there ain't a new one up Summer's gone

Lean wit it, rock wit it! I bounce in the club so the hos call me Rocky Posted in the cut, and I'm lookin' for a blockhead Yup in my white tee I break a bitch back And I keep a big bank Oh I think they like dat Before I leave the house I'm slizzard on

Let me tell you how I come through with the 1-2 Kickin' shit like kung fu Treat a bad bitch like she average I'm a savage, lil' hoe, what you wan' do? I'm about cash if the route fast I'ma get that lil' nigga, by any means Momma complain 'bout my