Lyrics

Yeah, to all the New York City girls Chinese, Japanese, to all the Swiss girls And the Italian women Upper East Side, go vibe Czech, Australian and Brazilian Let's do it, this is flyin' around the world Did you think you could mess with us? Wanna roll, motherfucker, with the best of us? Watch out now, dangerous On the back of the bus, smack you while I'm puttin' on my blush You in a rush, never saw a bad bitch? Drive a truck, handling the clutch, like what? Got a crush, know I got a nice butt Know I got a nice haircut but thank you very much Bad girls around the world, we just gonna rock their world Can I hear you, all my girls? You got a g-string, and you can sing, say, "Ow" Think you all ready now? Loud plenty, rockin' steady, many Betty in the crowd Like Henny all around, bad girls gotta drop your teddies to the ground I'm gonna break it down We just some bad girls, drive us in some Mag, girls We got some bags, girls, bad girls NYC We just some bad girls, check us out in mags, girls Roll us out some Jags, girls, bad girls NYC You like it dirty, dirty, we like it dirty, dirty Bad girls in Jersey, Jersey, keep them men all thirsty, thirsty Now watch, the birdy gonna run this shit Gonna get them platinum hits Girls with the real tits, girls with them fake shits Get rich and scream if you a bad, bad bitch Miami chicks, shake your ass from your mommy, show the Cali chicks 2006, gonna help me win a Grammy Keep pullin' down your panties, gettin' pussy licked Showgirls in Vegas, show your body like dancers for the Lakers Boys gonna lay us, we players Girl DJs cross the faders, 'cause you know I'm gonna blaze us We just some bad girls, drive us in some Mag, girls We got some bags, girls, bad girls NYC We just some bad girls, check us out in mags, girls Roll us out some Jags, girls, bad girls NYC Bad girls around the world, we just gonna rock their world Can I hear you, all my girls? Got a g-string, and you can sing, say, "Ow" Sharp as a razor, let's wager Smash your pager like, woo, Al-Qaeda Word detonator, kick you like a cheerleader for the Raiders, pow, pow Walk in your trainers, UK, okay Girls in the trailer, good girl failures Girls on the Jaeger, rock your diamonds bitches, Elizabeth Taylor But anyway, have you seen our cars and anyway, have you seen our mas? Anyway, have you seen our thongs and some bad girls all along And anyway have you seen our mans, and anyway have you seen my plans? And anyway have you seen our bands? And real bad girls understand We just some bad girls, drive us in some Mag, girls We got some bags, girls, to all the girls from around the way We just some bad girls, check us out in mags, girls Roll us out some Jags, girls We just some bad girls, drive us in some Mag, girls We got some bags, girls We just some bad girls, check us out in mags, girls Roll us out some Jags, girls, bad girls NYC We just some bad girls, drive us in some Mag, girls We got some bags, girls, bad girls NYC We just some bad girls, check us out in mags, girls Roll us out some Jags, girls
Writer(s): Concetta Kirschner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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