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    My chick bad
    My chick hood
    My chick do stuff dat 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

    I'm saying my chick bad
    My chick hood
    My chick do stuff that your chick wish she could
    My chick bad, badder than yours
    My chick do stuff that I can't even put in words
    Her swagger don't stop
    Her body wont quit
    So fool pipe down you ain't talkin bout shit
    My chick bad, tell me if you seen her
    She always bring the racket like Venus and Serena
    All white top, all white belt
    And all white jeans, body looking like milk
    No time for games, she's full grown
    My chick bad, tell your chick to go home

    My chick bad
    My chick hood
    My chick do stuff dat 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

    Now your girl might be sick but my girl sicker
    She rides that dick and she handles her liquor
    She knock a bitch out and fight
    Coming out swinging like Tiger Woods wife
    Yeah she could get a little hasty
    Chicks better cover up there chests like pasty's

    Couple girl friends and they all a little crazy
    Coming down the street like a parade Macy's
    I fill her up, balloons!
    Test her and guns get drawn like cartoons
    Doh, but I ain't talkin bout homer
    Chick so bad the whole crew wanna bone her

    My chick bad
    My chick hood
    My chick do stuff dat 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

    Yo, now all these bitches wanna try and be my besty
    But I take a left and leave them hanging like a testi
    Trash talk to em then I put em in a hefty
    Running down a court I'm thuggin on them Lisa Leslie
    Its going down, basement,
    Friday the 13th guess whos playing Jason
    Tuck yourself in you better hold on to your teddy
    Its nightmare on Elm street and guess who's playing Freddy
    (My chick bad)
    Chef cooking for me,
    they say my shoe game crazy
    The mental Asylum looking for me
    You a rookie to me
    I'm in dat wam bam purple Lam? damn bitch you been a fan.

    My chick bad
    My chick hood
    My chick do stuff dat 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

    And when we all alone (I might just tip her)
    She slides down the pole (like a certified stripper)
    When we all alone (I might just tip her)
    She slides down the pole (like a certified stripper)
    When-when we all alone (I might just tip her)
    She slides down the pole (like a certified stripper)
    When we all alone (I might just tip her)
    She slides down the pole (like a certified stripper, I kinda like that)

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