MILLIONAIRES - My Chick Bad | Текст песни

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My chick bad
My chick hood
My chick do stuff dat ya chick wish she could
[repeated]
My chick bad, badder than yours
My my chick bad, badder than yours
My my my chick bad, badder than yours

these bitches think they bad and they better step back
middle finger in my vag, wet pussy cat
my money stay dirty and my wallet stay thick
kinda like my man-
black dick

don't got a big ass but your boyfriend don't care
he hit it from the back while he's pullin' on my hair
(my chick bad)
yes, i am, and i plead guitly-
red hand

i got a lotta cash and i got a lotta dough
my liver's talkin' shit-
alcoholic ho'
i get what i want and i get what i need
what magic word? i don't say please

don't need a lotta tats to make me look tough
i'm a millionaire, bitch
that's more than enough
the real bad chicks
come outta o.c.
where money makes ya wet
wipe it up- bounty

gucci, prada, fendi
beamer, benz, or bently
i got it all, all these niggas tryna get me
i'm so bad
talk yo shit
i'll send you a pic while he licks my clit

pound side nudes, pound side fuck
post that shit
is anyone up?
so, here we go
yeah, this is it
suck our tits
millionaires, bitch

i don't give a fuck
dgaf, bitch
where my crew at?
betta holla, quick
up in the club with my boys- hi
i'm the only bad bitch they want- bye

it's time to get, get, get, get drunk
then i'll take you home so we can fuck, fuck, fuck
i drink to much, last name green
makin' bank and poor bitches scream

(my chick bad)
all real, no cheap weave or implants-
feel
millionaires are here and i know you want more
mixtape comin' too
get ready
whore


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