Big Hair Girls - Bad B

I'm bad, I'm bad, I'm bad-ad-ad-ad
I get it from my mama not my dad-ad-ad-ad
Mama said I can have anything I wanna
But it don't make sense (cents) if it's not makin commas

Yeah, I'm a bad bitch
I'm your hero, go make me a sandwich
Stretch bands, I'm elastic
Ask me how I am, man I'm fuckin fantastic

Yeah, I'm a bad bitch
Made your toes curl and I made your eye twitch
You said fuck it up so you know I did some damage
You said eat it up so you know I made it vanish



A fuckin bad bitch don't want your baggage or dick that's tragic
I trashed it, this pussy's lavish it's on a bad bitch
A bad bitch
So let's establish you're getting ravaged
A bad bitch you know a bad bitch
A fuckin bad bitch don't want your baggage or dick that's tragic
I trashed it, this pussy's lavish it's on a bad bitch
A bad bitch, eating not famished
Waistline that's vanished
A bad bitch you know a bad bitch


I'm a bad bitch
Scratch your name out like I got a bad itch
Switch the roster, take you off the list quick
Keep the cakes fluffy, they swear I'm using Bisquick

I'm a bad bitch
Got you on your knees like you just made ya last wish
You got a taste now you said that I'm a habit
I put it in your face but you still gotta ask before you grab it


They look at me cuz (I'm a bad, bad bitch)
Could it be cuz (I'm a bad, bad bitch)
And all they see is (I'm a bad, bad bitch)
Yeah she get it from her mama
Don't make sense if it's not makin commas


For the record, I get cabbage
And Kill the Cam, Horse & Carriage
Soon as we meet he talkin marriage
I'm a bad, bad bitch.

(Surround yourself with bad bitches)

Written by:
Elizabeth F Freedman, Vanessa R Freedman

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