U Bad

Lyrics

[Chorus: Webbie] Spent a whole pay check up on her hairdoo You keep your face did, makeup and your nails too You keep your toes peticured, got gotta aditude I don't mind, girl you fine, so, I ain't mad at you 'Cause you bad 'cause you bad 'Cause you bad 'cause you bad 'Cause you bad 'cause you bad You gotta aditude 'cause you bad [Verse 1: Webbie] She got a [?] up on her finger, and she drive her a Porshe She got that kind of aditude that'll cause a divorce [?] all in your face, when you be walking you shake You probably ripped, but I ain't gon lie, probably cost you cake I do whatever you want, I even sing you a song Come on now givе me your number, let mе blow up your phone Wear your birthday suit, I wanna see it up on ya You sold pussy, you should gon head buy you a thong [?] take her shopping, anywhere that she want I buy her dresses, I just like to see her try on [?] It ain't no question, she the bestest when it come to that doam And her and my other bitches, they just don't get along [Chorus: Webbie] Spent a whole pay check up on her hairdoo You keep your face did, makeup and your nails too You keep your toes peticured, got gotta aditude I don't mind, girl you fine, so, I ain't mad at you 'Cause you bad 'cause you bad 'Cause you bad 'cause you bad 'Cause you bad 'cause you bad You gotta aditude 'cause you bad [Verse 2: Wankaego] My aditude, sassy, a fool, I'm actin' [?] when they tell me you bad, Michael Jackson In Baton Rouge, they holla you bad up to Jacckson The queen of tril, they say you bad, you better ask them I pop it, throw it, if you got it, show it Let me see your hands, if you bad, [?] I don't need a Superman, don't demand heroics 'Cause you give me them bands, till my hands overflowing His pay check, I spend that cash to get my hair fixed Walked out with at least ten bags up out of Sacks Fifth Chanel [?] nails painted all tight Independent bad bitch, he be [?] [Chorus: Webbie] Spent a whole pay check up on her hairdoo You keep your face did, makeup and your nails too You keep your toes peticured, got gotta aditude I don't mind, girl you fine, so, I ain't mad at you 'Cause you bad 'cause you bad 'Cause you bad 'cause you bad 'Cause you bad 'cause you bad You gotta aditude 'cause you bad [Verse 3: Webbie] She my dirty secret lover, I be flying her in She ain't all that in the face, but that ho fine as a bitch She right to [?], a gold digger for she I ain't trippin' shit I know she just don't like me for me Probably roll with two kids, probably fuck her [?] She know how it goes, she know I don't love her for real Put that dick up in her stomach, make her shake, watch it swim Bust the rubber, then I probably make her take her a pill Oh yeah she bad, her boyfriend, he mad After the show, I tell Boosie send me one that ain't scared I probably get her to strip, I probably hit her and dip I don't know that much about her, but I can tell you this here [Chorus: Webbie] Spent a whole pay check up on her hairdoo You keep your face did, makeup and your nails too You keep your toes peticured, got gotta aditude I don't mind, girl you fine, so, I ain't mad at you 'Cause you bad 'cause you bad 'Cause you bad 'cause you bad 'Cause you bad 'cause you bad You gotta aditude 'cause you bad