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Bad Bitch
1,661
Hip-Hop/Rap
Bad Bitch was released on November 20, 2012 by Shakedown Entertainment as a part of the album Hell's Kitchen
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Release DateNovember 20, 2012
LabelShakedown Entertainment
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM75

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Credits

Lyrics

East side, West side, South side
East side, West side, South side
I'm with money making ****, money making bitches
Step out in the town, paparazzi taking pictures
I'm a certified dealer boy George with the blow
He got it for the low, then he go as John Doe
Run up on them hoes, tell 'em we fucking tonight
First I knock you down, then I'm out, three strikes
Dirty, dirty, red stuntin what I'm ballin for
Look I'm flipping numbers like I'm at the scoreboard
I'm a down ass ****, bitch I'm going live
Tell me how you love it, you can get a super size
I'm tripping on shit, I'm on my South beach flow
Some **** get mad, I just get dough
Just met a centerfold, she seen this gang of us
Told her about my street fame, she's said fabolous
Now we got it moving, and I'm a be like vamonos
I'm with the head bussas, you gonna need tylenol
I got us all, I got us all, I got it hard
I got it full of low, hope my money long
My bitch bad, she could buy the mall
Dog I got it for the low, my money long
I think I found me a bad bitch!
Yeah, I think I found me a bad bitch!
Squaaaaaaad, Squaaaaaaad
Came to the club flexin too many chains
These girls love my single, they wanna fuck my name
I can't go corporate call me rocket
Girls get ratchet, Flocka broke? boy stop it
Shout to my pockets my right and my left
Dummies on my teeth, I got dollar sign breath
Oo, I think I found me a bad bitch
Fake tits, fake ass, I gotta have it!
Round of applauds, baby won't you buss it
Can't give her money, just dope dick
Mayweather Shawty, all I throw is hundreds
You're the type of bitch to fuck for an outfit
I got us all, I got us all, I got it hard
I got it full of low, hope my money long
My bitch bad, she could buy the mall
Dog I got it for the low, my money long
I think I found me a bad bitch!
Yeah, I think I found me a bad bitch!
Red Cafe!, Montana!
Uh, my money never fall back
Diamonds flash like Kodak
Bottles of Rosé, soak me way before that
Shout my **** Rozay, we're grinding like a floormat
Dunking when I throw that
A hundred drown like hold that
Get it I spend it, top fold drop tinted
Top ceiling, cook a brick five minutes
I'm wit it, got the streets on lock. they're f*cking with that boy
Never pull no work in, you **** unemployed
**** deep throat from ya lady
Send her home horse, I dont know Shady
But catch me in the Royce
My money 5'9", doing for the team
Fuck us in the centerfold, here's the magazine
I got us all, I got us all, I got it hard
I got it full of low, hope my money long
My bitch bad, she could buy the mall
Dog I got it for the low, my money long
I think I found me a bad bitch!
Yeah, I think I found me a bad bitch!
Written by: French Montana, Red Cafe, Waka Flocka Flame
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