Where all my bad bitches at in the club?
I said where all my bad ass bitches in the club?
Okay, where all my bad bitches in the f*ckin club?
Put yo hands up if you a bad bitch in the club!
If you got a bank card, then you a bad bitch
If you got a good job, baby you a bad bitch
If ya pay ya own rent, girl you a bad bitch
If ya buy ya own things, you know you a bad bitch
Ain't no one messin' witchu cuz you got ya own
Don't need no man for nothin except when you gettin blown
And if they start actin corny on ya, ya leave em alone
Cuz you don't need to play no games when you on ya throne
Poppin them pills, rockin them heels
You know I stay high when I'm footin the bills
Cuttin them deals, tell em to chill
Walk up to the hottest dude, might cop a feel
Ima bad bitch, he put me in his will
Seven-pound ass all up in his grill
Ain't leavin with him, got my own wheels
Got my own money and make my own meals
If he wanna eat it he know what the deal
But Deal or No Deal, Howie Mandel
Double ya stack call it two-minute drill
He can't keep up, he pushin daffodils
(He can't keep up, he pushin daffodils)
That's underground, yes bitch I am
Getting that bread like a bakery ma'am
Walkin past me and they be like god damn
Studyin me like a final exam
Multiple choice, A, B, or C
Ain't gonna front you know I want the D
Give him the guud guud he blow like a gun
Then hit up the bank call it eat and run
"16 shots?" Nah bitch you get one
"Pretty Girl" gang, Stefflon Don
Where all my bad bitches at in the club?
I said where all my bad ass bitches in the club?
Okay, where all my bad bitches in the f*ckin club?
Put yo hands up if you a bad bitch in the club!
If you got a bank card, then you a bad bitch
If you got a good job, baby you a bad bitch
If ya pay ya own rent, girl you a bad bitch
If ya buy ya own things, you know you a bad bitch
Ain't no one messin' witchu cuz you got ya own
Don't need no man for nothin except when you gettin blown
And if they start actin corny on ya, ya leave em alone
Cuz you don't need to play no games when you on ya throne
Write my own bars, yes Ima star
Shoot my shot every day call me Lamar
Eat caviar, twerkin in bars
Yeah I still rockin the Ed Hardy garb
F*ck wit bad bitches they f*ck with me too
Only bad bitches know what it do boo
Stomp out the haters in new Jimmy Choos
Toss em a laced blunt, give em the deuce
Pourin the juice, drinkin the Goose
Ain't no one buyin, got bills in my boots
Everything I got you know I worked for
Everything you done I heard it before
Trips on a whim, that's what I do
Every time I come through it's like a debut
All day we hustlin, me and my crew
Coco Chanel, Sophie Albou
Party in Paris, fly out, Rendezvous
We poppin bottles, champagne in the flute
We actin like animals, bitch it's a zoo
Twenty-two, twenty-two, trigger fingaz
Get money, get money, paper printaz
Ain't get no bread, how you a winner?
You know Ima bad bitch... that's a dead ringer
Where all my bad bitches at in the club?
I said where all my bad ass bitches in the club?
Okay, where all my bad bitches in the f*ckin club?
Put yo hands up if you a bad bitch in the club!
If you got a bank card, then you a bad bitch
If you got a good job, you a bad bitch
If ya pay ya own rent, girl you a bad bitch
If ya buy ya own things, you know you a bad bitch
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Where all my bad bitches at in the club?
I said where all my bad ass bitches in the club?
Okay, where all my bad bitches in the f*ckin club?
Put yo hands up if you a bad bitch in the club!
If you got a bank card, then you a bad bitch
If you got a good job, baby you a bad bitch
If ya pay ya own rent, girl you a bad bitch
If ya buy ya own things, you know you a bad bitch
Ain't no one messin' witchu cuz you got ya own
Don't need no man for nothin except when you gettin blown
And if they start actin corny on ya, ya leave em alone
Cuz you don't need to play no games when you on ya throne
Poppin them pills, rockin them heels
You know I stay high when I'm footin the bills
Cuttin them deals, tell em to chill
Walk up to the hottest dude, might cop a feel
Ima bad bitch, he put me in his will
Seven-pound ass all up in his grill
Ain't leavin with him, got my own wheels
Got my own money and make my own meals
If he wanna eat it he know what the deal
But Deal or No Deal, Howie Mandel
Double ya stack call it two-minute drill
He can't keep up, he pushin daffodils
(He can't keep up, he pushin daffodils)
That's underground, yes bitch I am
Getting that bread like a bakery ma'am
Walkin past me and they be like god damn
Studyin me like a final exam
Multiple choice, A, B, or C
Ain't gonna front you know I want the D
Give him the guud guud he blow like a gun
Then hit up the bank call it eat and run
"16 shots?" Nah bitch you get one
"Pretty Girl" gang, Stefflon Don
Where all my bad bitches at in the club?
I said where all my bad ass bitches in the club?
Okay, where all my bad bitches in the f*ckin club?
Put yo hands up if you a bad bitch in the club!
If you got a bank card, then you a bad bitch
If you got a good job, baby you a bad bitch
If ya pay ya own rent, girl you a bad bitch
If ya buy ya own things, you know you a bad bitch
Ain't no one messin' witchu cuz you got ya own
Don't need no man for nothin except when you gettin blown
And if they start actin corny on ya, ya leave em alone
Cuz you don't need to play no games when you on ya throne
Write my own bars, yes Ima star
Shoot my shot every day call me Lamar
Eat caviar, twerkin in bars
Yeah I still rockin the Ed Hardy garb
F*ck wit bad bitches they f*ck with me too
Only bad bitches know what it do boo
Stomp out the haters in new Jimmy Choos
Toss em a laced blunt, give em the deuce
Pourin the juice, drinkin the Goose
Ain't no one buyin, got bills in my boots
Everything I got you know I worked for
Everything you done I heard it before
Trips on a whim, that's what I do
Every time I come through it's like a debut
All day we hustlin, me and my crew
Coco Chanel, Sophie Albou
Party in Paris, fly out, Rendezvous
We poppin bottles, champagne in the flute
We actin like animals, bitch it's a zoo
Twenty-two, twenty-two, trigger fingaz
Get money, get money, paper printaz
Ain't get no bread, how you a winner?
You know Ima bad bitch... that's a dead ringer
Where all my bad bitches at in the club?
I said where all my bad ass bitches in the club?
Okay, where all my bad bitches in the f*ckin club?
Put yo hands up if you a bad bitch in the club!
If you got a bank card, then you a bad bitch
If you got a good job, you a bad bitch
If ya pay ya own rent, girl you a bad bitch
If ya buy ya own things, you know you a bad bitch
I said where all my bad ass bitches in the club?
Okay, where all my bad bitches in the f*ckin club?
Put yo hands up if you a bad bitch in the club!
If you got a bank card, then you a bad bitch
If you got a good job, baby you a bad bitch
If ya pay ya own rent, girl you a bad bitch
If ya buy ya own things, you know you a bad bitch
Ain't no one messin' witchu cuz you got ya own
Don't need no man for nothin except when you gettin blown
And if they start actin corny on ya, ya leave em alone
Cuz you don't need to play no games when you on ya throne
Poppin them pills, rockin them heels
You know I stay high when I'm footin the bills
Cuttin them deals, tell em to chill
Walk up to the hottest dude, might cop a feel
Ima bad bitch, he put me in his will
Seven-pound ass all up in his grill
Ain't leavin with him, got my own wheels
Got my own money and make my own meals
If he wanna eat it he know what the deal
But Deal or No Deal, Howie Mandel
Double ya stack call it two-minute drill
He can't keep up, he pushin daffodils
(He can't keep up, he pushin daffodils)
That's underground, yes bitch I am
Getting that bread like a bakery ma'am
Walkin past me and they be like god damn
Studyin me like a final exam
Multiple choice, A, B, or C
Ain't gonna front you know I want the D
Give him the guud guud he blow like a gun
Then hit up the bank call it eat and run
"16 shots?" Nah bitch you get one
"Pretty Girl" gang, Stefflon Don
Where all my bad bitches at in the club?
I said where all my bad ass bitches in the club?
Okay, where all my bad bitches in the f*ckin club?
Put yo hands up if you a bad bitch in the club!
If you got a bank card, then you a bad bitch
If you got a good job, baby you a bad bitch
If ya pay ya own rent, girl you a bad bitch
If ya buy ya own things, you know you a bad bitch
Ain't no one messin' witchu cuz you got ya own
Don't need no man for nothin except when you gettin blown
And if they start actin corny on ya, ya leave em alone
Cuz you don't need to play no games when you on ya throne
Write my own bars, yes Ima star
Shoot my shot every day call me Lamar
Eat caviar, twerkin in bars
Yeah I still rockin the Ed Hardy garb
F*ck wit bad bitches they f*ck with me too
Only bad bitches know what it do boo
Stomp out the haters in new Jimmy Choos
Toss em a laced blunt, give em the deuce
Pourin the juice, drinkin the Goose
Ain't no one buyin, got bills in my boots
Everything I got you know I worked for
Everything you done I heard it before
Trips on a whim, that's what I do
Every time I come through it's like a debut
All day we hustlin, me and my crew
Coco Chanel, Sophie Albou
Party in Paris, fly out, Rendezvous
We poppin bottles, champagne in the flute
We actin like animals, bitch it's a zoo
Twenty-two, twenty-two, trigger fingaz
Get money, get money, paper printaz
Ain't get no bread, how you a winner?
You know Ima bad bitch... that's a dead ringer
Where all my bad bitches at in the club?
I said where all my bad ass bitches in the club?
Okay, where all my bad bitches in the f*ckin club?
Put yo hands up if you a bad bitch in the club!
If you got a bank card, then you a bad bitch
If you got a good job, you a bad bitch
If ya pay ya own rent, girl you a bad bitch
If ya buy ya own things, you know you a bad bitch
Writer: Jennifer Seifert
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid