[Intro: T-Pain] Hey... heeeeey, T-Pain {Hitmaker...} (Them bad bitches gon' link up) hey, (them bad bitches gon' link up) yeah (Them bad bitches, them bad bitches, them bad bitches gon' link up) Le'go
[Hook: Trey Songz & (T-Pain)] Gettin' money, whole lot of money They got their own, ain't want nothin' from me Niggas wanna see 'em, bitches wanna be 'em Ay, get your drink up, bad bitches gon' link up (Them bad bitches gon' link up, them bad bitches gon' link up) (Them bad bitches, them bad bitches, them bad bitches gon' link up) (Them bad bitches gon' link up, them bad bitches gon' link up) (Them bad bitches, them bad bitches, them bad bitches gon' link up)
[Verse 1: T-Pain] Pecan, puerto rican, blackanese All my bitches steppin' in Louboutins, spend a couple racks on them jeans LIV on sunday, King Of Diamonds Monday They not goin' in no club unless they comin' out with that money They spend it, they spend it, they winning, they winning Got a bad clique, you ain't a bad bitch then you ain't 'bout to be in it I be drippin' of the murder, bitch you know you want a picture Comin' out, straight bummin' out, but they turn around when they see her (Bad bitches gon' link up) and we gonna do whatever we think of Got bitches all in Bugatti's at my crib to come and pick me up (Bad bitches gon' link up) you know how many bad hoes I own? I got pimpin' in my blood, somebody get Taz on the phone
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[Verse 2: Juicy J] Trippy... trippy Thumbin' through a check with a bad bitch, she's a hollywood actress Don't worry 'bout what we doing ho, all you need to know is we cash checks My other bitch is a supermodel, and her pussy gets super wet Me, her and my actor bitch 'bout to have us some group sex Bad bitches gon' link up, patron shots gon' drink up We ball out all week long, you broke niggas can't keep up I make it rain I gotta sweep up, she suck it slow and then speed up Poolparty on the rooftop, you need a helicopter to see us Ballin' out cause I'm rich as fuck, ballin' out cause she pissy drunk You ain't imagine that loud pack then hell no you can't hit the blunt Pullin' up in my foreign car, that spare tire go in the front Damn right I got my hood behind me, that purple stuff all in my pot
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[Verse 3: Trey Songz] Aisha lemme lick up on that cat Hit it while you kissin' on that, get it from the back I keep a bad bitch to breed bad bitches back Pretty in the face with a ass hella' fat Bad bitches link up, bad bitches wassup And if you mad bitch it's cause you average so shut the fuck up Get your drink up, pretty blowin' that's stink up Strokin' forever need her, you broke, you gon' never meet her, see them (Bad bitches gon' link up) and I'mma try to fuck them all Then I tell her bring some more, I'mma let 'em buy the mall (Bad bitches gon' link up) and for every bitch that I own That ever texted my phone like, "can you bring some bitches home?" This for y'all