Bad Bitches

Lyrics

[Intro: D.I. Da Hennyman] Bad bitches, where the bad bitches Where the really, really, really, really bad bitches (Grindhouze) Bad bitches, where the bad bitches Where the really, really, really, really bad bitches [Hook: D.I. Da Hennyman & Krissy (D.I.'s Fiancée)] Bad bitches, where the bad bitches Where the really, really, really, really bad bitches Bad bitches, where the bad bitches Where the really, really, really, really bad bitches [Verse 1: Krissy (D.I.'s Fiancée)] Pop a tag or something Buy a bitch a bag or something Take me out and tell me I'm the best you ever had or something Donkey of the Day, bitch: I ain't got this ass for nothing I ain't got this ass for nothing [Verse 2: D.I. Da Hennyman] Long hair, don't care Big butt, so what? Great legs, great head, sexy wit' no makeup Bring around a hottie, I think I got a thottie Ain't even pop a molly, and she all over my body Drop this at the party, bet them bitches go dumb Another thousand-dollar day, I need that shit in all ones Fuck around and buy you something, swear I be going crazy Name D.I.E. but bad bitches call me baby, ay! [Hook: D.I. Da Hennyman & Krissy (D.I.'s Fiancée)] Bad bitches, where the bad bitches Where the really, really, really, really bad bitches Bad bitches, where the bad bitches Where the really, really, really, really bad bitches Bad bitches, where the bad bitches Where the really, really, really, really bad bitches Bad bitches, where the bad bitches Where the really, really, really, really bad bitches [Verse 3: Runway Ave] Bad bitcheeeeeees! Where they at though? Wit' a fat ass, and she clap slow Grab my doublecup - where my Ac' go? Yeah, she know she on fire She what I desire She might make that ass retire - SIKE! I do what I like You can do it, too, and we can do it right tonight I know your bra's on fleek I got my eyes stuck to them T's And if ya take me home tonight, we doing grown-up in the sheets Facts! I'll be cuddy, buddy I won't treat you cruddy Just don't tell me that you love me Baby, show your shape off Show me what you working wit' Clap, clap, clap, clap - shorty, keep on twerking it AY! [Hook: D.I. Da Hennyman & Krissy (D.I.'s Fiancée)] Bad bitches, where the bad bitches Where the really, really, really, really bad bitches Bad bitches, where the bad bitches Where the really, really, really, really bad bitches Bad bitches, where the bad bitches Where the really, really, really, really bad bitches Bad bitches, where the bad bitches Where the really, really, really, really bad bitches [Verse 4: Shellshock] Hey! Where my diamonds at? Where the ones that say they bad? Let me get a minute, sexy Mrs. Independent Guarantee my point of view will change the way you're livin' Snapchatting while you dancing in the body, nigga I see you, shorty, get it, girl Don't let 'em block your shine Yeah, they might touch the heels, but they don't ever climb Okay, okay, okay, okay, let's get the best allowed I'm talking own head, card clear bank account Bad bitches got the right to cuss a nigga out When these garbage-ass niggas come up off the mouth This for the bad bitches This ain't for the trash bitches This ain't for the glue ya hair, glue ya eyelash bitches [Hook: D.I. Da Hennyman & Krissy (D.I.'s Fiancée)] Bad bitches, where the bad bitches Where the really, really, really, really bad bitches Bad bitches, where the bad bitches Where the really, really, really, really bad bitches Bad bitches, where the bad bitches Where the really, really, really, really bad bitches Bad bitches, where the bad bitches Where the really, really, really, really bad bitches