My Chick Bad (Explicit)
Ludacris, Nicki Minaj"My Chick Bad (Explicit)" is a song by Ludacris, Nicki Minaj, released in 2010 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:31 long and contains 87 lines and 614 words.
Lyrics
0:00My chick bad my chick hood
0:02My chick do stuff that your chick wish she could
0:05My-my chick bad my chick hood
0:08My chick do stuff that your chick wish she could
0:11My-my chick bad badder-badder than yours
0:14My-my chick bad badder-badder than yours
0:16My-my-my chick bad badder-badder than yours
0:19My-my chick bad badder-badder than yours
0:21Ludacris：
0:22I'm sayin' my chick bad my chick hood
0:25My chick do stuff that your chick wish she could
0:28My chick bad badder than yours
0:31My chick do stuff that I can't even put in words
0:33Her swagger don't stop her body won't quit
0:36So fool pipe down you ain't talkin 'bout shit
0:39M-m-my chick bad tell me if you seen her
0:42She always bring the racket like Venus and Serena
0:45All white top all white belt
0:47And all white jeans body lookin' like milk
0:50No-no time for games she's full grown
0:53My chick bad tell yo' chick to go home
0:56My chick bad my chick hood
0:59My chick do stuff that your chick wish she could
1:02My-my chick bad my chick hood
1:04My chick do stuff that your chick wish she could
1:07Let's go
1:07My-my chick bad badder-badder than yours
1:10My-my chick bad badder-badder than yours
1:13My-my-my chick bad badder-badder than yours
1:15My-my chick bad badder-badder than yours
1:18Now your girl might be sick
1:20But my girl's sicker
1:21She rides that dick and she handles her liquor
1:24Will knock a b***h out annnnd fight
1:27Comin' out swingin' like Tiger Woods' wife
1:30Yeahhh she could get a little hasty
1:33Chicks better cover up they chest like pasties
1:36Couple girlfriends and they all a little crazy
1:38Comin down the street like a parade Macy's
1:42Whoo
1:42I fill 'er up balloons
1:44Test her and guns get drawn like cartoons
1:48D'oh but I ain't talkin 'bout Homer
1:50Chick's so bad the whole crew wanna bone her yeah
1:52My chick bad my chick hood
1:55My chick do stuff that your chick wish she could
1:58My-my chick bad
1:59My chick hood
2:01My chick do stuff that your chick wish she could
2:04My-my chick bad badder-badder than yours
2:06My-my chick bad badder-badder than yours
2:09My-my-my chick bad badder-badder than yours
2:12My-my chick bad badder-badder than yours
2:14Nicki Minaj：
2:15Now-now-now-now
2:16Now all these b***hes wanna try and be my bestie
2:18But I take a left and leave them hangin' like a testie
2:21Trash talk to 'em then I put 'em in a Hefty
2:23Runnin' down the court I'm dunkin' on 'em Lisa Leslie
2:26It-it-it-it-it's goin' down basement
2:29Friday the 13th guess who's playing Jason
2:32Tuck yourself in you better hold onto your teddy
2:35It's Nightmare on Elm Street and guess who's playin' Freddy
2:38My chick bad chef cookin' for me
2:40They say my shoe game crazy the mental asylum lookin' for me
2:44Ha ha ha ha
2:45You a rookie to me
2:46I'm in that wham-bam purple Lam damn b***h you been a fan
2:49My chick bad
2:50My chick hood
2:52My chick do stuff that your chick wish she could
2:55My-my chick bad my chick hood
2:57My chick do stuff that your chick wish she could
3:00My-my chick bad badder-badder than yours
3:03My-my chick bad badder-badder than yours
3:06My-my-my chick bad badder-badder than yours
3:08My-my chick bad
3:09Ludacris：
3:10DTP
3:12And when we all alone I might just tip her
3:14She slides down the pole like a certified stripper
3:17When we all alone I might tip tip her
3:20She slides down the pole like a certified stripper
3:23When-when we all alone I might just tip her
3:25She slides down the pole like a certified stripper
3:28When we all alone I might just tip her
3:31She slides down the pole like a certified stripper I kinda like that
My chick bad my chick hood My chick do stuff that your chick wish she could My-my chick bad my chick hood My chick do stuff that your chick wish she could My-my chick bad badder-badder than yours My-my chick bad badder-badder than yours My-my-my chick bad badder-badder than yours My-my chick bad badder-badder than yours Ludacris： I'm sayin' my chick bad my chick hood My chick do stuff that your chick wish she could My chick bad badder 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 shit M-m-my chick bad tell me if you seen her She always bring the racket like Venus and Serena All white top all white belt And all white jeans body lookin' like milk No-no time for games she's full grown My chick bad tell yo' chick to go home My chick bad my chick hood My chick do stuff that your chick wish she could My-my chick bad my chick hood My chick do stuff that your chick wish she could Let's go My-my chick bad badder-badder than yours My-my chick bad badder-badder than yours My-my-my chick bad badder-badder than yours My-my chick bad badder-badder than yours Now your girl might be sick But my girl's sicker She rides that dick and she handles her liquor Will knock a b***h out annnnd fight Comin' out swingin' like Tiger Woods' wife Yeahhh she could get a little hasty Chicks better cover up they chest like pasties Couple girlfriends and they all a little crazy Comin down the street like a parade Macy's Whoo I fill 'er up balloons Test her and guns get drawn like cartoons D'oh but I ain't talkin 'bout Homer Chick's so bad the whole crew wanna bone her yeah My chick bad my chick hood My chick do stuff that your chick wish she could My-my chick bad My chick hood My chick do stuff that your chick wish she could My-my chick bad badder-badder than yours My-my chick bad badder-badder than yours My-my-my chick bad badder-badder than yours My-my chick bad badder-badder than yours Nicki Minaj： Now-now-now-now Now all these b***hes wanna try and be my bestie But I take a left and leave them hangin' like a testie Trash talk to 'em then I put 'em in a Hefty Runnin' down the court I'm dunkin' on 'em Lisa Leslie It-it-it-it-it's goin' down basement Friday the 13th guess who's playing Jason Tuck yourself in you better hold onto your teddy It's Nightmare on Elm Street and guess who's playin' Freddy My chick bad chef cookin' for me They say my shoe game crazy the mental asylum lookin' for me Ha ha ha ha You a rookie to me I'm in that wham-bam purple Lam damn b***h you been a fan My chick bad My chick hood My chick do stuff that your chick wish she could My-my chick bad my chick hood My chick do stuff that your chick wish she could My-my chick bad badder-badder than yours My-my chick bad badder-badder than yours My-my-my chick bad badder-badder than yours My-my chick bad Ludacris： DTP 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 tip tip her She slides down the pole like a certified stripper When-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 I kinda like that
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