Artist: Wale f/ J. Cole Album: Ambition Song: Bad Girls Club Typed by: PDog1217@aol.com Uh, Ross (Maybach Music) [Chorus - J. Cole] She's a star if I ever seen one (hey-ey-ey) A perfect ten and Lord knows that I need one So now I'm under, pressure, I want it bad She got something, I never haaad I see ya lookin at me (hey-ey-ey) [Break - Wale] - w/ ad libs Bad bitches get low Bad bitches get low right now Bad bitches get low Bad bitches get low right now [Verse 1 - Wale] Wale and we are not the same Got bread in the diesel, got diesel in the jet Roc/Rock Steady, me and my nigga Cole Leave me a couple minutes, you leave me a couple hoes Quite gifted, ambitions of life livin (yep) Despite living with more attention than light skinned, women Okay you think a nigga shallow You probably think I get ‘em all with the cash flow Actually I like a broad that can bag hoes That's how I rope 'em all down, see my last ho/lasso (work) Blast off (work), get involved Gas women then return ‘em like a rental car That's one show (haha), that's fifty large Nigga I just glow, bright as any DeBarge (haha) I'm just tryin to get ya comfortable And it's amazin what some liquor and a blunt'll do (work) [Chorus] - w/ ad libs [Break] - w/ ad libs [Break 2 - J. Cole] - w/ ad libs Please show love (show love), make way for the bad girls club Please show love, make way for the bad girls club [Verse 2 - J. Cole] Hey, Cole World, down for whatever Boy got dollars, pounds or whatever Bein broke in this saditty ass world Still found a way to get pretty ass girls Killin y'all niggaz, any last words? Guess you didn't play the game right Hey girl, before you throw it at me (uh) You gotta make sure ya aim right (uh) Red dots 'cause I'm red hot - seen But damn girl ya smokin I get paper like a mailbox - seen But girl ya got me open Proceed, pocket full of G's Kush, baby mama-less, yeah no seeds Blow trees like a hurricane Dang, if looks kill, then ya murderin, dang! [Chorus] [Break] [Break 2] [Verse 3 - Wale] I am what you want 'cause you like what I make I am what I am and you is who I say Go where you ain't been, no reservation And most hoes be so-so when they hold no make-up Yeah, I got the flow that they know is the truth It's gettin ugly in here, guess I colored the booth After the club, gettin you open And I'm talkin, passenger action, I'm pullin you over And you walkin, after the fact, just knowin it's over Now tomorrow you sober wishin you ordered a soda I am more than the dopest, I'm forever improvin They can't fuck with ya boy like a BYU Cougar They 22's or something, I'm brutal as a bazooka And when the smoke clears don't you dare ask who could Or who did, 'cause I did, bitch I'm here and I'm it And I'm is what you ain't, who's iller? I'll wait Hold up, Ross [Chorus] - w/ ad libs [Break] [Maybach Music)