Bad Girls (N.A.R.S. Remix 2)

Lyrics

[Intro: M.I.A.] When I'm, when I'm, when-when-when I'm Banging on the radio B-b-b-banging on the radio When I'm banging on the radio B-b-b-banging on the radio Chain hits my chest When I'm banging on the dashboard My chain hits my chest When I'm banging on the radio [Chorus: M.I.A.] Live fast, die young, bad girls do it well Live fast, die young, bad girls do it well Bad girls do it well, bad girls do it well Bad girls—well, bad [Refrain: M.I.A.] Get back, get down Pull me closer if you think you can hang Hands up, hands tied Don't go screaming if I blow you with a bang [Verse 1: M.I.A] Ah, Suki, suki I'm coming in the Cherokee gasoline There's steam on the window screen take it, take it Wheels bouncing like a trampoline When I get to where I'm going, gonna have you trembling [Chorus: M.I.A.] Live fast, die young, bad girls do it well Live fast, die young, bad girls do it well Bad girls—well, bad girls do it well Bad girls—well, bad girls do it well Live fast, die young, bad girls do it well Live fast, die young, bad girls do it well Bad girls—well, bad girls do it well Bad girls—well, bad girls do it well [Verse 2: Missy Eliott] Okay, okay They call me, Missy Miss, bad bitch No I'm not like the average Don't you ever try to confront me You get smashed like ham sandwiches Scandalous, vandalous M.I.A. they can't handle this We on fire like candlestick And get the crowd pumped up like asses Money in my pocket And I'm bouncing like a hydraulic And the beat be so retarded Bass be kicking like karate Roll, got that flow Make that freaks wanna get down low Get down low, make 'em touch them toes I got them flows ain't you worry foe Grab your dick, grab your titties DJ's, play the hit Classical, epicness Me and M.I.A. we too legit [Chorus: M.I.A.] Live fast, die young, bad girls do it well Live fast, die young, bad girls do it well Bad girls—well, bad girls do it well Bad girls—well, bad girls do it well Live fast, die young, bad girls do it well Live fast, die young, bad girls do it well Bad girls—well, bad girls do it well Bad girls—well, bad girls do it well [Verse 3: Azealia Banks] Late night, coming down Broadway Niggas ain't stuntin',they riding the four train These niggas ain't fly, got wings like always You're finger-fuckin' the pussy, lickin' it all day Niggas on me 'cause my position is boss made Niggas on me 'cause all my fabrics they cost change He ain't stylin' enough to be ballin' Kobe Bryant, Odom, Ray Allen, and Paul Pierce Combined in one frame, Pardon my water, but This my wave you take orders like my chicken sautéed Tartar sauce on the fried fish, I ate Bitches tried to shimmy my shake Bitches try to Diddy my Ma$e Who runs the city? I'll break both legs Best thing going, y'all bitches is okay Bitches on the wrong course, this my lane Proper, proper all my propaganda Puffin with some Rastas, puffin' better puff a shot Whistle for my masters, coke headed models Dope on arrival, Visa is en casa Been in Bahamas, eating all this chocolate Tell me Willy Wonka-Wonga I'm a Mack Truck and you niggas are Tonkas Niggas act up then it's gorillas and their armours Get clapped up nigga you can get applauded Stitch you back up, get you fitted in your garments It will be me on the roof with the harness Just AZ I don't need no accomplice Better roll deep with little GG, CC, we we I'm a bust a nigga and then gun him in the pee pee Niggas better hide their little brother when they see me All these niggas riding with they cholos till the heat squeeze [Chorus: M.I.A.] Live fast, die young, bad girls do it well Live fast, die young, bad girls do it well Bad girls—well, bad girls do it well Bad girls—well, bad girls do it well Live fast, die young, bad girls do it well Live fast, die young, bad girls do it well Bad girls—well, bad girls do it well Bad girls—well, bad girls do it well