100 lyrics for "You got it, you got it bad"

When a man gives you his hat, he's livin' on borrowed time I got a bad habit slowly sinkin' in I got a bad habit now slowly sinkin' in Got me hearin' voices, seein' through my skin The shoe fits so I wore it but I left one lace untied Just a bad habit
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And I want you to be my acrobat, I want you to be my lover Oh there were others who would treat you cruel Stepped into my life from a bad dream Oh little Jeannie, you got so much love, little Jeannie And you take it where it strikes and give it to the
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Huncho farm (Huncho), got your bitch on porn (smash, smash) Whip's too foreign (skrrt, skrrt) ice on arms (ice, ice) Shit go bad, like it's L.A. traffic, yeah Crushin' down Addy, yeah, bustin' out plastic (yeah!) Whip's too foreign (skrrt), iced my arm
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Bad bitch, bad bitch Show me you can handle this Now you got a bad bitch, show me you can handle this Say you want a bad bitch, baby, now you have it Now you got the baddest, show me you can handle this You say you want a bad bitch, baby, now you have it
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You got it, you got it bad When you're on the phone Hang up and you call right back If you miss a day without your friend Your whole life's off track You know you got it bad when you're stuck in the house You don't wanna have fun It's all you think about
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Never wanted anything so bad She got me wishing that she could stay Doesn't even know that I missed my plane Not a single thing I wouldn't trade For a ticket to L.A It was midnight in the middle of JFK Trying to take her mind off the fallin' rain
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It won't be because I ain't tryin' You see I've got myself an angel Well, if I never get to heaven Eleven once or twice ain't bad If I never get to heaven And that's all I need to be my guide If I never hit seven I said, if I never hit seven And that's
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'cause if you want to run cool On heavy, heavy fuel If you want to run cool Yes if you want to run cool, you got to run Last time I was sober, man I felt bad Worst hangover that I ever had It took six hamburgers and scotch all night Nicotine for
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Where I go I just don't know When I find my piece of mind I got to got to gotta take it slow. I'm gonna give you some of my good time. I've got a bad disease But from my brain is where I bleed. Insanity it seems Has got me by my soul to squeeze. Well all
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