That My Best Friend She a Real Bad B Lyrics

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About the song: That My Best Friend She a Real Bad B Lyrics is written and sung by Saweetie ft. Doja Cat. The title of the song is Best Friend

That My Best Friend She a Real Bad B Lyrics

[Chorus: Saweetie & Doja Cat]
That my best friend, she a real bad b-
Got her own money, she don’t need no n-
On the dance floor, she had two, three drinks
Now she twerkin’, she throw it out and come back in

That’s my best friend, she a real bad b-
Drive her own car, she don’t need no Lyft
In the strip club, know my girl gon’ tip
Now she twerkin’, she throw it out and come back in

[Verse 1: Saweetie]
Beep beep
Is that my bestie in a Tessie?
Fresh blow out, skin on tan, ooh, she ready
– you look goodt, with a T at the end
I’ma hype her every time, that my motherf- friend
She been down since the jellies and the Volvos
Got me steppin’ out the Jeep, got Manolo’s
When we pull up to the scene, they be filled with jealousy
If a b- in a key, she gon’ bring that energy
I hit her phone with the tea, like, “B-, guess what?”
All the rich ass boys wanna f- on us
All this a-, you can look, don’t touch
In our bag, bust some bands every time we link up

[Chorus: Saweetie & Doja Cat]
That my best friend, she a real bad b-
Got her own money, she don’t need no n-
On the dance floor, she had two, three drinks
Now she twerkin’, she throw it out and come back in

That’s my best friend, she a real bad b-
Drive her own car, she don’t need no Lyft
In the strip club, know my girl gon’ tip
Now she twerkin’, she throw it out and come back in
[Verse 2: Doja Cat]
That my best friend, if you need a freak
I ain’t dumb but —-, she my Tweedledee
If she ride for me, she don’t need a key
If you sideways, she straighten you if need to be
And she so bad that I just can’t take that b- nowhere
She off her fish, I said, “Mm-mm, don’t go there”
Break her back, she protect and attack
Get the strap-like ’em buckle, foot on neck, get no air
Whole world wanna be us
And my main b-, she my day-one
On my way, let you get drunk
Let’s celebrate ’cause we the baddest in the club

[Chorus: Saweetie & Doja Cat]
That my best friend, she a real bad b-
Got her own money, she don’t need no n-
On the dance floor, she had two, three drinks
Now she twerkin’, she throw it out and come back in

That’s my best friend, she a real bad b-
Drive her own car, she don’t need no Lyft
In the strip club, know my girl gon’ tip
Now she twerkin’, she throw it out and come back in

[Outro: Saweetie]
Hah, best friend, you the baddest and you know it (You know)
Uh oh, girl I think our booty growin’ (Ay yeah)
F- it it up in the mirror hit them poses (Pose)
Best friends, and you mother-in’ glowin’
Best friends, and your wrist look like its frozen
Uh oh, girl I think our booty growin’ (Grow)
F- it up in the mirror hit them poses (Hit the pose)
Best friend, you my motherf-n’ soulmate

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