Текст песни: She Wants + перевод

What, what

Alla' dat, alla' dat, alla' dat

(A2R)

(Hook: Dimzy)

She wants a bad man that smokes 'nuff weed (Biscotti Gelato, Biscotti Gelato)

She wants a bad man that makes 'nuff P’s (P's, Racks)

She wants jewels and handbags, sorry 'B' you ain’t gonna get dat from me (Nope)

I’m buying up wap’s I got too much beef in these dirty streets (Beef, Beef,

Beef)

She wants a bad man that smokes 'nuff weed (Biscotti Gelato, Biscotti Gelato)

She wants a bad man that makes 'nuff P’s (P's, Racks)

She wants jewels and handbags, sorry 'B' you ain’t gonna get dat from me (Nope)

I’m buying up wap’s I got too much beef in these dirty streets (Beef, Beef,

Beef)

(Verse 1: SJ)

This girl keeps wishing me badness (ahh)

Go find you a wishing well (ahh)

That’s 26 on bro’s wrist (bling)

Just know we invested well (come on)

And the AMG pipes are roarin'

This breads red like it’s rolled through hell (skkrt)

She’s got a man but boppin' man oh well oh well oh well (badness)

Just wanna see the gang dem rich (rich)

But the feds don’t want man to prosper (prosper)

I’m half-Jamaican, half-Ivorian, powering shots like Drogba (pow pow)

And we all been toppin' up Lyca (bllrt)

Yo Lyca, give man a sponsor (bllrt)

This shotgun don’t play games

That’s five years there, with the height of a toddler (bow, bow)

Phone up, buy that, lock that there

Same weight, shot that, get that, gone

Back that, stab that, leave man wet

Worker slacks there, sack that don

Hold up, take that watch off now

Phone no names it’s gonna go down

Six to the world, man run this town

Bad 'B' just loves taste this wood

(Verse 2: Monkey)

She wants a bad man that smokes 'nuff weed (badman)

She wants a bad man that makes 'nuff P’s (badman)

Got my young boy (?) cos my face is to bait for the T (yeah, yeah)

I need paper like Diddy, money over mind all time my g

G’s step opp block with wap’s this time let’s see who skeet’s

My young boy smokey didn’t come back to the mission complete

Gunman stance, (gunman stance) that’s the wap in my jeans

All in the streets, pepper the beef

Girl’s saying that I’m childish cos I rep gang, but she got her degree

So I stick in to the road and back it, how ya mean

(Verse 3: Liquez)

She wants a bread man that’s lit like Liquez

And if she ain’t makin' no money; she got to fuckin' cheat

My life style gets expensive so she can’t fuck with me if she cheap (No)

She see me pull up in the Merc, silver C class AMG

Should see how they stop and stare, it’s clear that they rated me

More time it’s the next mans girl, no wonder they hate on me (haha)

Been getting money from long time, I know you see the change in me

Can’t step near me if you’re broke, only rich nigga’s step with me

If you’re not gettin' them racks up, then know you can’t relate to me

She want a nigga with bands up, but you ain’t gonna get that from me (no)

I flex like this 'cos I can, don’t go bro tryna flex like me

She want a nigga with love, but I just wanna cheat then skeet

(Hook: Dimzy)

She wants a bad man that smokes 'nuff weed (Biscotti Gelato, Biscotti Gelato)

She wants a bad man that makes 'nuff P’s (P's, Racks)

She wants jewels and handbags, sorry 'B' you ain’t gonna get dat from me (Nope)

I’m buying up wap’s I got too much beef in these dirty streets (Beef, Beef,

Beef)

She wants a bad man that smokes 'nuff weed (Biscotti Gelato, Biscotti Gelato)

She wants a bad man that makes 'nuff P’s (P's, Racks)

She wants jewels and handbags, sorry 'B' you ain’t gonna get dat from me (Nope)

I’m buying up wap’s I got too much beef in these dirty streets (Beef, Beef,

Beef)

(Verse 4: ASAP)

She wants a bad man that smokes 'nuff pot

She wants a bad man that flies OT and sets up shop (set up)

Everyday I take risks, the bando’s are way too hot

Just last night I sliced up loads of rocks

My hands are hurting lots (aching)

I do it all for the prof', I stay on job, I can’t fall off

Whip that gram into hard, my plug came with it soft

Bang bang from the dots, I saw them opps, run and drop

All the nitty’s call my phone, cos I got the straightest drop

(Verse 5: Dimzy)

Got a peng ting and she’s hot like Dubai

She wanna do dinner in the city, Fuck it, let me bring my 25

More time I still on the line that boy 6 is hot like Dubai

Smoking gelato, my phones going off, I’m too high, can’t reply

Chattin' to my killer 'bout wap’s, when we gonna cop those wap’s, (facts)

We don’t do lies on tracks, two hours your under attack, snap

Came along way from dinger’s, now we tryna get platinum plaques

From long time we been drillers, us man ain’t tryna do it for rap

I count so much racks, no way anyone could play with my maths

Put my daughter in designer, she didn’t even know she could flex like that

I smoke too much weed, I swear it could pay for the rent in your flat

Nuff' hoes want a nigga like me, but the hoes are broke ass tramps

(Verse 6: LD)

She likes dreads, she like skengs

I got dreads, I got skengs

She heard me tape up off her ends

Now she wanna jeet me and my friends (jeet)

She can’t wave me down on the strip I’ll just skkrt off in my benz (skkrt skkrt)

She better take that pipe, so that fool can’t call me again

And we’re doing up app again, on the opp block with the wap’s again

25 with the loaded van, man they know LD’s been bad since when

I shot my man in the face with a new artist what, probably 10 (kids)

I love the young boys on the block, 'cos they doing what we did back then (way

back)

I’m a walking tree, man I smoke 'nuff weed, and I’m rasclart green

Edgware road with the gorgeous one; PR on me

She can see RB LD and I mash my work in the streets

674 still OSG any opp man 463

(Hook: Dimzy)

She wants a bad man that smokes 'nuff weed (Biscotti Gelato, Biscotti Gelato)

She wants a bad man that makes 'nuff P’s (P's, Racks)

She wants jewels and handbags, sorry 'B' you ain’t gonna get dat from me (Nope)

I’m buying up wap’s I got too much beef in these dirty streets (Beef, Beef,

Beef)

She wants a bad man that smokes 'nuff weed (Biscotti Gelato, Biscotti Gelato)

She wants a bad man that makes 'nuff P’s (P's, Racks)

She wants jewels and handbags, sorry 'B' you ain’t gonna get dat from me (Nope)

I’m buying up wap’s I got too much beef in these dirty streets (Beef, Beef,

Beef)