My Chick Bad (Made Famous by Ludacris)

My Chick Bad(Made Famous by Ludacris) - Superstar Beat Makers

My chick bad my chick hood

My chick do stuff that yo' chick wish she could

My my chick bad my chick hood

My chick do stuff that yo' chick wish she could

My my chick bad better better than yours

My my chick bad better better than yours

My my my chick bad better better than yours

My my chick bad better better than yours

I'm saying my chick bad my chick hood

My chick do stuff that yo' chick wish she could

My chick bad better than yours

My chick do stuff that I can't even put in words

Her swagger don't stop her body won't quit

So fool pipe down you ain't talkin' 'bout sh*t

My chick bad tell me if you've seen her

She always bring the racket like Venus and Serena

All white top all white belt

And all white jeans body looking like milk

No time for games she's full grown

My chick bad tell your chick to go home

My chick bad my chick hood

My chick do stuff that yo' chick wish she could

My my chick bad my chick hood

My chick do stuff that yo' chick wish she could

My my chick bad better better than yours

My my chick bad better better than yours

My my my chick bad better better than yours

My my chick bad better better than yours

Now your girl might be sick but my girl sicker

She rides that dick and she handles her liquor

I knock a b**ch out and fight

Comin' out swingin' like Tiger Woods's wife

Yeah she can get a lil' hasty

Chicks better cover up their chests like pasty's

Couple girlfriends and they all a lil' crazy

Comin' down the street like a parade Macy's

I fill her up balloons

Test her and guns get drawn like cartoons

Doh but I ain't talk about Homer

Chick so bad the whole crew wanna bone her

My chick bad my chick hood

My chick do stuff that yo' chick wish she could

My my chick bad my chick hood

My chick do stuff that yo' chick wish she could

My my chick bad better better than yours

My my chick bad better better than yours

My my my chick bad better better than yours

My my chick bad better better than yours

Now will these b**ches wanna try and be my bestie

But I take a left and leave 'em hangin' like a testie

Trash talk to 'em then I put 'em in a hefty

Running down the court I'm dunkin' on 'em Lisa Leslie

It's going down basement

Friday the 13th guess who's playing Jason

Tuck yourself in you better hold on to your teddy

It's nightmare on Elm Street

And guess who's playing Freddy

Chef cooking for me they say my shoe came crazy

The mental asylum looking for me

You a rookie to me I'm in that wham-bam-purple-lam

Damn b**ch you been a fan

My chick bad my chick hood

My chick do stuff that yo' chick wish she could

My my chick bad my chick hood

My chick do stuff that yo' chick wish she could

My my chick bad better better than yours

My my chick bad better better than yours

My my my chick bad better better than yours

My my chick bad better better than yours

And when we all alone I might just tip her

She slides down the pole like a certified stripper

When we all alone I might just tip her

She slides down the pole like a certified stripper

When we all alone I might just tip her

She slides down the pole like a certified stripper

When we all alone I might just tip her

She slides down the pole like a certified stripper