[Chorus] She bad, she bad
She bad, she bad
She a bad motherf**er
She bad, she bad
She bad, she bad
She a bad motherf**er She come from the hood
But she make it to the 'burbs
And she dated by herself
Little mamma, we putting in word
She never got a word out of me
Providing for her
And she don't wait in line
Lines wait for her
And she go to the club right about they open it
Right up
All the b**hes be hating,
But you know she fine, so she don't give a f**
Sure, gotta a lot of money, we spending it
So they know what's up
Popping bottles on the rock
Popping bottles of rum, others get stuck It will take more days for you lame n******gs
To even meet her.
When she dancing, she burn, she not a dancing b**h,
n******gs can see her
All the b**hes gon'hate,
They can go home at 8
We be eating caviar
But we go big bang
Can't go big bang
I never had all those magic stickers [Chorus] She bad, she bad, she bad!