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My Chick Bad (Prod. by The Legendary Traxster)

My chick bad

My chick hood

My chick do stuff that ya chick wish she could

My chick bad (the pussy rules the World version)

My chick hood

My chick do stuff that ya chick wish she couldMy chick bad, badder than yours

My my chick bad, badder than yours

My my my chick bad, badder than yours

My my chick bad, badder than yoursRide or die chick with a pocket full of relish

Jimmy Choo fetish keep me fresh like lettuce

Bitches get jealous cause I'm quite cocky

Since fourteen ain't nah hoes stop me

Money I get it, on the tracks I spit it

Thats why the credit cards don't come with no limits

Y'all just don't get it, a crib with no tenets

Walk through closets like I'm walking outta limits

Now thats swagger on a hundred thousand trillion

Row of bad bitches and they all look Brazilian

These niggas can't leave me, I swear they can't leave me

Ass so fat and the pussy like FijiMy chick bad (diamond)

My chick hood

My chick do stuff that ya chick wish she couldMy chick bad

My chick hood

My chick do stuff that ya chick wish she could

My chick bad, badder than yours

My my chick bad, badder than yours

My my my chick bad, badder than yours

My my chick bad, badder than yoursI'm the baddest chick and they don't call me that for nothing

Diamond princess straight VVS stuntin

Like grey eyes, hour glass frame

Still got the crown for best ass in the game

Hips of a Goddess, watch how I throw em

So good it make 'em wanna tattoo my lips on 'em

I'm so bad and I rep that hood

Pussy stay wet, sex so good

10 years strong you should act like you know me

Hair so fine make you do the hokey Pokey

A good stroke in and a good stroke out

Now thats what I'm all about

I'm the baddestMy chick bad

My chick hood

My chick do stuff that ya chick wish she could

My chick bad

My chick hood

My chick do stuff that ya chick wish she couldMy chick bad, badder than yours

My my chick bad, badder than yours

My my my chick bad, badder than yours

My chick bad, badder than yoursYeah I took a couple years off, came back still bussin'

Still reppin' Philly still the Eve of destruction

Still pushing buttons that'll do away the roof

Still walk around with 5 thousand dollar boots

So when I'm in the club the chicks get jealous

'Cause I'm dat bitch that still keep a mean fetish

Still stack lettuce, still stack cheese

And I got a bad temper tell your nigga say please

'Cause this is for the G's, never for the Busta's

So put your diamond rings on and get yourself a hustler

Better yet a customer, guaranteed to buy it

Sick from the lips, caramel wanna try itMy chick bad

My chick hood

My chick do stuff that ya chick wish she could

My chick bad

My chick hood

My chick do stuff that ya chick wish she couldMy chick bad, badder than yours

My my chick bad, badder than yours

My my my chick bad, badder than yours

My chick bad, badder than yoursrs

Songwriters

CHRISTOPHER BRIDGES, DERRELLE DAVIDSON, ONIKA MARAJ, SAMUEL LINDLEYPublished by

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