[Chorus]She bad, she bad
She bad, she bad
She a bad motherfucker
She bad, she bad
She bad, she bad
She a bad motherfuckerShe 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 bitches be hating,
But you know she fine, so she don't give a fuck
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 stuckIt will take more days for you lame niggers
To even meet her.
When she dancing, she burn, she not a dancing bitch,
Niggers can see her
All the bitches 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!