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Bad motha', know what ya see? Ay, I don't like good girls, I need all my bitches bad Lookin' back, throwin' all that ass, girl, you bad I'ma cop you a new Chanel bag 'cause you bad No filter on your pictures, yeah, you (bad, huh) Get it, get it, get it, girl, you (oh you so bad) Hair and nails done, yeah, your whole clique (bad) I want you not yo' friends, baby, yeah, you (bad, oh you so bad) Spendin' all this cash on you, baby, 'cause you bad (ay-ay) Broke niggas all up in your mentions, lookin' sad (uh-huh) I'ma put lil' shawty in detention 'cause she bad (ah) She some fine shit, yeah, the type I can't pass (ay) I'ma upgrade your life, yeah, I'm talkin' first class 'cause you bad Who it is? It's the baby, 310 (who you know?) What? Got a lotta paper, l'ma always want mo' (l'ma always want mo') Yeah, they gon' talk but them the people I don't know (they gon' talk, ay, ay, ay) And if it ain't about a check, she won't go (bad), ay She my type (ay), that's right, yeah (uh) Slim waist and her toenails white, whoa (huh) You can come over, but you can't spend the night though (can't spend the night) Ain't wanna take you from your man, it's only right though (come on) Ay, I don't like good girls, I need all my bitches bad (all bad) Lookin' back, throwin' all that ass, girl, you bad (so bad) I'ma cop you a new Chanel bag 'cause you bad (uh, come on) No filter on your pictures, yeah, you (bad, bad) Get it, get it, get it, girl, you (bad, oh you so bad) Hair and nails done, yeah, your whole clique (bad, whole clique) I want you not yo' friends, baby, yeah, you (bad, yeah) Spendin' all this cash on you, baby, 'cause you bad Say she love Cartier, so I put buffs on her (she bad) Yeah, she bad, can't lose her, put the cuffs on her (oh you so) Called Desto like she need a collab 'Cause, baby, that's an awful lotta bad H-h-hold up, let the, beat break down They used to call your phone, but them niggas can't now (uh) All your homegirls, yeah, they tryna hang now (tryna hang) Put them diamonds in your ear, dancin' like James Brown Yeah, you shinin' (shinin'), yeah, you glowin' (glowin') Tell you you the baddest, you like I'm already knowin' Body for her sweatsuit, all her curves showin' She all up in the mirror like, "I think my ass growin'" (oh you so, what? Come on) Ay, I don't like good girls, I need all my bitches (bad, all) Lookin' back, throwin' all that ass, girl, you bad (bad) I'ma cop you a new Chanel bag 'cause you bad (so bad) No filter on your pictures, yeah, you (bad, come on) Get it, get it, get it, girl, you (oh you so bad) Hair and nails done, yeah, your whole clique (bad, whole clique) I want you not yo' friends, baby, yeah, you (bad, I want you, baby) Spendin' all this cash on you, baby, 'cause you bad (come on, ay) Cross the tracks, uh (like, like what?) Turned my back, uh (like, like blaow) Cross the tracks, uh (like, like what?) Huh, turned my back, uh (like, like, like blaow) Paid the cost to be the boss (like, like, like blaow) I'm a bad, motha' (like, like, like what?) Huh Bad