Webbie Bad Bitch Lyrics

The girl be cooking and cleaning and cleaning and cooking
She be constantly douching and cleaning her *****
And when she step on the scene everybody be looking
And to get in them jeans everybody be wishing
But she only want players who far from rookie
And if you ain't got the cake
Can't play with the nookie
Her ******* sitting pretty and she soft as a cushion
If you try to holla she might holla she tooken
And she walk like a bad ***** talk like a bad *****
And go and get her hair and **** fixed is a habit
Now bad ***** go and buy Finch more than average
And bad *****es get to take trips with the savage
Can never tell a bad ***** a freak she too classy
But **** I can tell from her lips that she nasty
Expensive *** pant-ses grip to them asses
She mean as a pitbull sweet like care-bear

Now that's a bad ***** (a bad *****)
Now that's a bad ***** (a bad *****)
Now that's a bad ***** (a bad *****)
Now that's a bad ***** (a bad *****)
Girl you a bad ***** (a bad *****)
Girl you a bad ***** (a bad *****)
Girl you a bad ***** (a bad *****)
Girl you a bad ***** (a bad *****)

Now see I can impress a bad ***** the girl gon smile
Caress the bad ***** now the girl gon wild
I'll feed it and treat it like that's my child
Then freak it up and beat it up and that's my style
You get a lot of head when your bread in piles
Cause I'm on right now and I'm saying that loud
A trifling *** ***** make the big dog growl
A bad *** ***** make the big dog proud
Which one is the baddest
That's the one I'm having
The with no kids or just one baby daddy
And she ain't hard-headed
Can listen and respect it
And you ain't a bad ***** if you got bad credit
A thong and press-ons and know how to cook neckbones
I want the MVP with that throwback dress on
Don't like to get dirty and don't mind working
And she don't mind giving me some mouth and lip service


Now make yourself seen
Cause you a bad *****
Girl you a bad *****
Yeah you a bad *****

Now show your *** off
Cause you a bad *****
Girl you a bad *****
Yeah you a bad *****

Man I love them bad *****es with them sexy *** tattoos
Them bad *****es with them bad *****es attitudes
She a damn a fool got a crib she'll let me camp
Make sure her ***** stay filled with them foodstamps
I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T do you know what that mean man
Own damn house flossed out big screen man
I bring the whole hundred **** what you gon do for me man
Look at her own income she a beast man
Bad *****es holla business first then streets man
She ain't crying over no ***** she ain't weak man
The kinda ***** that put a real ***** on his feet man

[Chorus:Repeat x2]

Come here fa sho
Trill Entertainment *****
I'm Webbie *****
My name ain't Weebie ya heard me
Get it right
Mouse on the track
2004 this my year right chea
I'm out this *****
I need a bad *****
That's a bad *****

Written by: Jeremy Allen, Jeremy Varnard Allen, Richard Jones, Richard Anthony Jones, Webster Gradney
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Spirit Music Group

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