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Bad Bitch
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Bad Bitch was released on January 1, 2003 by Interscope as a part of the album Cheers
AlbumCheers
January 1, 2003
LabelInterscope
LanguageEnglish
BPM88
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Music Video

Music Video

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
He gotta bad bitch, said she recognize a G
Said she want to roll, get to know Obie
Claimin' that she love everything that he do
Hey
He gotta bad bitch, said she recognize a G
Said she want to roll, get to know Obie
Claimin' that she love everything that he do
Hey
[Verse 2]
Yes, it's O Trice, I done jumped outta heights
Right into the microphone life, yeah, this is right
This is less strenuous, ****, this is tight
This is more dividends, ****, get it right
Stompin' like Timberlands, ****, a pair of Nikes
But this is more Timbaland, ****, and Obie Trice
The combination is invadin' the stations air waves
And rest haven on your listener's membranes
I done paid some change, I got Timbo
This is not a brainy thang, yo, this is simple
Get your ass up and dance to the tempo
Exchange your stiff frame for that of a more limbo
Grab shorty sippin' on that Shirley Temple with that ass hangin' out
And pinch her on that pimple on her ass hangin' out
****, advance, this a world tonight, better start with the pants
[Verse 3]
He gotta bad bitch, said she recognize a G
Said she want to roll, get to know Obie
Claimin' that she love everything that he do
Hey
He gotta bad bitch, said she recognize a G
Said she want to roll, get to know Obie
Claimin' that she love everything that he do
Hey
[Verse 4]
Yea, let's keep this shit in motion
'Cause we gon' hang out till we hungover then ibuprofen
Adios when, I fucked them thighs
Who influenced with the game that was spoken
I'ma make sure she open
Ménage à trois in these days and times got my shit growin'
And she's hoein'
And I'm ignorin' the lies she throwin'
How she won't perform?
I feed her a blunt, throw on the Quiet Storm
She repeatedly cum, consistently all morn'
And she heated 'cause funds up in the purse not growin'
Bitch, beat it, my one's, you gets none
She feel she's treated as if her playboy will play her dumb
I skeeted some bitch, her playboy is on the run
Deleted the bitch, outta direct connection
Thanks for calmin' down my erection, hon
[Verse 5]
He gotta bad bitch, said she recognize a G
Said she want to roll, get to know Obie
Claimin' that she love everything that he do
Hey
He gotta bad bitch, said she recognize a G
Said she want to roll, get to know Obie
Claimin' that she love everything that he do
Hey
[Verse 6]
Yeah, I speak the words of experience
Lady I'm serious
Lyrics on my deliverance is, oh, so vivid, bitch
Oh no, hoes up, hoes, I spit it, bitch
Roll up, smoke up dro, and spit on this
I'm outta order 'cause I break the ice
And squirt liquid in your eyes, all you see is little guys
Swimmin' in women claimin' they like my style
Treat 'em like, Ike and ride
I don't give a fuck, I got the height, sure you're right
I'm Barry White tonight, you feelin' alright
Got a buzz and this hussy sayin' O's her type
I take her to the Hyatt and strike
Trick for hire, I'll never buy you to bike
Despite she tight, I'll tell the bitch, you can have a nice life
See I'm workin' with these I's in this rhymes
It's I's, all's that matter all's the time
[Verse 7]
He gotta bad bitch, said she recognize a G
Said she want to roll, get to know Obie
Claimin' that she love everything that he do
Hey
He gotta bad bitch, said she recognize a G
Said she want to roll, get to know Obie
Claimin' that she love everything that he do
Hey
Written by: Obie Trice, Timothy Mosley

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