Bad Mutha lyrics

[Intro: Verse Simmonds]
You a bad motherf*cker
You a bad motherf*cker
You a bad motherf*cker
You a bad motherf*cker
You a bad motherf*cker
I'm looking at you, you a bad motherf*cker

[Verse 1: Verse Simmonds]
Said she ain't know [?] last night, she was drunk
And she had a lotta fun, but she don't know where she was
She a bad ass b*tch, with a nice ass body
And she love to f*ck and party, so we got that sh*t started
Head so crazy, she could have my baby
Pay for the Mercedes, goddamn, that's crazy
I'm paying for the bottles, and we got a bunch of bottles
And the models looking at us, like f*ck me, baby
f*ck me, baby
Uck me, baby
If a n*gga trickin, gotta f*ck me, baby
I'm paying for the bottles, and we got a bunch of bottles
And the models looking at us, like f*ck me, baby

[Chorus: Verse Simmonds]
You a bad girl, get loose with it
And I promis that I know just what to do with it
She sexy, and she knows it
And she never gotta be afraid to show that sh*t
You a bad motherf*cker
You a bad motherf*cker
You a bad motherf*cker
You a bad motherf*cker
You a bad motherf*cker
I'm looking at you, you a bad motherf*cker
[Verse 2: Snoop Dogg]
Baby, I tell you what
Matter fact, pitty pat, Dogg tryna get it back on the kitty cat
[?] on, hurry up and get them kids home
So bad, I'ma f*ck you with your heels on
Oh yeah, beat it up, D.P., G.C. style
Ass like a motherf*cker, bad than a motherf*cker
Everybody wanna get a shot of that top notch platnom crotch
Bip bop, drip drop
Oh, baby, don't stop
Work that thang, make a n*gga campaine
For the bush, mama
Yeah, you got the kush, mama
Like [?] can I get [?]

[Chorus: Verse Simmonds]
You a bad girl, get loose with it
And I promis that I know just what to do with it
She sexy, and she knows it
And she never gotta be afraid to show that sh*t

[Verse 3: Verse Simmonds]
She came to the club, with the baddest chicks in the city
Broke up with her man, now she feel a lil freaky
So she [?] ones that get a little tricky
Is you f*cking? Let me know
Or is you just f*cking with me?
Said she love my songs, she wanna f*ck to my CD
Everytime she put it on, she tell her friends I can get it
Uh huh
I'm with it
Baby, let a real n*gga hit it
[Chorus: Verse Simmonds]
You a bad motherf*cker
You a bad motherf*cker
You a bad motherf*cker
You a bad motherf*cker
I'm looking at you, yo
You a bad girl, get loose with it
And I promis that I know just what to do with it
She sexy, and she knows it
And she never gotta be afraid to show that sh*t
You a bad motherf*ckeru a bad motherf*cker