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Whoa
A hot summer night, fell like a net
I've gotta find my baby yet
I need you, to soothe my head
And turn my blue heart to red
Doctor Doctor, gimme the news
I got a bad case of lovin' you
No pill's gonna cure my ill
I got a bad case of lovin' you
A pretty face don't make no pretty heart
I learned that buddy from the start
You think I'm cute, a little bit shy
Mama, I ain't that kind of guy
Doctor Doctor, gimme the news
I got a bad case of loving you
No pill's gonna cure my ill
I got a bad case of lovin' you
I know you like it, you like it on top
Tell me mamma, are you gonna stop?
You had me down twenty-one to zip
Smile of Judas on your lip
Shake my fist, knock on wood
I got it bad, and I got it good
Doctor Doctor, gimme the news
I got a bad case of lovin' you
No pill's gonna cure my ill
I got a bad case of lovin' you
A room or enclosed group of people in which space is at a premium and detracts from the pleasure to be derived thereof.
Like when the pubs full, innit. Then it's bad rammed man.
No they aren’t. They are just regular wallets but with velcro
Guy 1: hey dude let me pay for dinner
Guy 2: thanks dude
Guy 1: pulls out Velcro wallet
Guy 2: you have a Velcro wallet? Velcro wallets are bad. And they are childish too.
Guy 1: no they aren’t. They are just regular wallets but with Velcro
Guy 2: yeah, I’m sorry, you are right.
Guy 3: pulls out ziplock bag with money inside
Guy 2 & guy 1: wtf
The bad moccasin's are a family, or aka more like an a cult
"The bad moccasin family is coming over today"
Wet Weather silcon valley Burnin' Your Bad Move partner for infinite
An appointment with/for a bad bitch. An event in which a bad bitch is involved. Could be a hair appointment for a bad bitch, or a date with a beautiful successful goddess. Also known as a “BBA”
*Example 1*
Friend: who’s texting you?
Me: my ex, trying to get me to come over again.
Friend: smh. he’s always trying to make a Bad Bitch Appointment.
*Example 2*
Friend: are you busy next Tuesday?
Me: yeah, I have a BBA.
Friend: with who!?
Me: my therapist.
aka bearer of bad news, told ya Victoria it's a thing!
I hate to be the deliverer of bad news Victoria but we cannot purchase a lightsaber at the disneyparks this time.