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File Added: Apr 11
Lyrics Added: Apr 11
Cardi
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Year:
2018
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Apr 11, (2018-04-11)

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Lyrics of she bad ft. yg by Cardi B
4Hunnid!
Mustard on the beat ho


Dat ass, dat ass
Dat ass, dat ass
Dat ass, dat ass
Dat ass, dat ass
She bad, she bad
She bad, she bad
She bad, she bad
She bad, she bad
Gucci bag, Gucci bag
Gucci bag, Fendi bag
Prada bag, Louis bag
Gucci bag, Gucci bag
Birkin bag, she in the bag
She drip, she swag
Never mad, she glad
Louis bag, she in the bag

Look, look, momma needs some mill money (cash)
Prada bag and hill money
See my ex, he still love me (ha)
New nigga 'gon kill for me (yeah)
All my chains got diamonds in it (bling)
My account got commas in it (cash)
Damn daddy, you fine as hell
I hope your wallet got condoms in it

I'm up, she mad
I'm first, she's last (yeah)
Rob who?
Take what?
Click-clack, Ski-Mask
I'm a boss in a skirt
I'm a dog, I'm a flirt
Write a verse while I twerk
I wear off-white at church
Prolly make the preacher sweat
Read the Bible, Jesus wept
Bitch say that she gon' try me
How come I haven't seen it yet?
(Who?)
Give it to him so good that his eyes roll back (huh?)
Shorty said it's all hers
Why her thighs don't match?

Dat ass, dat ass
Dat ass, dat ass
Dat ass, dat ass
Dat ass, dat ass
She bad, she bad
She bad, she bad
She bad, she bad
She bad, she bad
Gucci bag, Gucci bag
Gucci bag, Fendi bag
Prada bag, Louis bag
Gucci bag, Gucci bag
Birkin bag, she in the bag
She drip, she swag
Never mad, she glad
Louis bag, she in the bag
She bag, she bad
She bad, she bad
She bad, she bad
She bad, she bad

Weed blowin', p**sy boss
sU-Ck his d!ck, through his drawers
Lick the balls just because, lil bitch, I eat balls
I'm a monsta, mouth open wide like opera
Face down, ass up
I got perfect posture (woo)
It's lit like a lamp, lick you like a stamp (yuh)
Beat this p**sy up (yuh)
I take it like a champ (woo)
Balenciaga momma,
I know you heard about her
Spoil me in Prada, I'm worth every dollar (cash)
The one you made, could keep 'em (yeah)
I need Chrissy Teigen
Know a bad bitch when I see one (yeah, woo)
Tell Rih-Rih I need a threesome
I'm his favorite type of chick
Boujee, bad, and thick (uh)
I could buy designer,
But this Fashion Nova fit all that ass (woo, woo, woo, woo)

Dat ass, dat ass
Dat ass, dat ass
Dat ass, dat ass
Dat ass, dat ass
She bad, she bad
She bad, she bad
She bad, she bad
She bad, she bad
Gucci bag, Gucci bag
Gucci bag, Fendi bag
Prada bag, Louis bag
Gucci bag, Gucci bag
Birkin bag, she in the bag
She drip, she swag
Never mad, she glad
Louis bag, she in the bag
She bad, she bad
She bad, she bad
She bad, she bad
She bad, she bad

She bad, in the back
She slow, she fast
She ride me till I crash
400 minutes
I'll last
She compliment my swag
All the niggas harass
All the bitches wanna be her friend now, she laugh

Uh, uh, she buy her man a Bentley coupe
Uh, uh, she got niggas and bitches, too
Uh, uh, she wear off-white to church, ooh
Uh, only virgin not doing her work too

Birkin bag, fu-Ck a tag
fu-Ck me and she fu-Ck me bad
Whispered in her ear,
You got these bitches beat, they runnin' laps
You know you something special
You figured it out, you from the traps
Step out wearin' that dress,
Showin' that ass and it's a fu-Ckin' wrap

Dat ass, dat ass
Dat ass, dat ass
Dat ass, dat ass
Dat ass, dat ass
She bad, she bad
She bad, she bad
She bad, she bad
She bad, she bad
Gucci bag, Gucci bag
Gucci bag, Fendi bag
Prada bag, Louis bag
Gucci bag, Gucci bag
Birkin bag, she in the bag
She drip, she swag
Never mad, she glad
Louis bag, she in the bag
She bag, she bad
She bad, she bad
She bad, she bad
She bad, she bad


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