My Chick Bad Remix

My chick bad my chick hood

My chick do stuff that yo' chick wish she could

My my chick bad my chick hood

My chick do stuff that yo' chick wish she could

My my chick bad: better better than yours

My my chick bad better better than yours

My my my chick bad better better than yours

My my chick bad better better than yours

Listen

I'm sayin' my chick bad my chick hood

My chick do stuff that yo' chick wish she could

My chick bad better than yours

My chick do stuff that I can't even put in words

Her swagga don't stop her body won't quit

So fool pipe down; you ain't talkin' 'bout shit

My chick bad: tell me if you seen her

She always bring the racket like Venus & Serena

All white top all white belt and all white jeans

Body lookin' like milk

No time for games; she's full-grown

My chick bad; tell your chick to go home

My chick bad my chick hood

My chick do stuff that yo' chick wish she could

My my chick bad my chick hood

My chick do stuff that yo' chick wish she could

My my chick bad better better than yours

My my chick bad better better than yours

My my my chick bad better better than yours

My my chick bad better better than yours

Now your girl might be sick but my girl sicker

She rides that dick and she handles her liquor

I knock a bitch out and fight

Comin' out swingin' like Tiger Woods' wife

Yeah she can get a lil' hasty

Chicks better cover up their chests like pasties

Couple girlfriends and they all a lil' crazy

Comin' down the street like a parade Macy*s

I fill her up balloons

Test her and guns get drawn like cartoons

Doh but I ain't talk 'bout Homer

Chick so bad the whole crew wanna bone her

My chick bad my chick hood

My chick do stuff that yo' chick wish she could

My my chick bad my chick hood

My chick do stuff that yo' chick wish she could

My my chick bad better better than yours

My my chick bad better better than yours

My my my chick bad better better than yours

My my chick bad better better than yours

Now all these bitches wanna try and be my besty

But I take a left and leave 'em hangin' like a testi

Trash talk to 'em then I put 'em in a Hefty

Runnin' down the court

I'm dunkin' on them - Lisa Leslie

It's goin' down - basement

Friday the 13th guess who's playin' Jason

Tuck yourself in you better hold on to ya teddy

It's Nightmare on Elm Street and guess who's playin' Freddy

Chef cookin' for me

They say my shoe game crazy

The mental asylum lookin' for me

You a rookie to me

I'm in that wam bam purple Lamb' damn bitch you been a fan

My chick bad my chick hood

My chick do stuff that yo' chick wish she could

My my chick bad my chick hood

My chick do stuff that yo' chick wish she could

My my chick bad better better than yours

My my chick bad better better than yours

My my my chick bad better better than yours

My my chick bad better better than yours

And when we all alone I might just tip her

She slides down da pole like a certified stripper

When we all alone I might just tip her

She slides down da pole like a certified stripper

When we all alone I might just tip her

She slides down da pole like a certified stripper

When we all alone I might just tip her

She slides down da pole like a certified stripper