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Bad Bitches
Roll up to the club we classy Like a cat we sassy Pumps strapped up, dresses tight up on our asses We stoppin' traffic at every green light Me and my ladies gettin' every drink for free tonight Gettin' down, everybody notice The crowd separate like water for Moses The fellas gettin' buggy eyed, girls gettin' hella jealous Wanna be us when they see us So you know what we tell 'em We're all bad bitches We're all bad bitches We're all, we're all We're all bad bitches (x2) Bad We run, run, run 'Til the sun comes, comes You know we bad, bad We run, run, run 'Til the sun comes, comes Roll up to the bar, get blasted This daiquiri's fantastic SongtexteYour shirt sayin' "swag" just ruined all your chances You got one hand on the wall like it's gonna collapse I'm on my iPhone, searchin' through my favorite apps Boys be looking thirsty Want us in the worst way Make 'em fall in love before we even have a first date They be buying bottles from the bar like it's my birthday It's not my birthday It's just a Thursday You can see it on their faces Everybody's hatin' Only cuz they know we bad You can see it on their faces All those silly faces Don't know what to do with bad Aus Songtexte Mania