Lyrics to Bad Chick
What a bad chick
She wants to flaunt it
Got that look in her eyes
She wants to own this
What a grown chick
Beautiful lips
Dipping and sliding
She wants to roll them hips
She wants to drop them hips, take it low
Even cab drivers pay her tolls
She's got it all in a handbag
Don't need a man to make it home
She's superwoman without a cape
Makes all her money, won't call it cake
And ain't no one gon' call her fake
Won't stress that, call her own fate
Independent chick, you can bet that
Got her own whip, you can check that
Matter fact, you can be the valet
And go and park it out back
Where the rest of the best is
And she'll stop it, dip
Make the guys all slip
Into a grown love, she can own love
Don't have to say that she's on
What a bad chick
She wants to flaunt it
Got that look in her eyes
She wants to own this
What a grown chick
Beautiful lips
Dipping and sliding
She wants to roll them hips
Wants to roll them hips
Wants to roll them hips
Dipping and sliding
She wants to roll them hips
Wants to roll them hips
Wants to roll them hips
Dipping and sliding
She wants to roll them hips
She wants to drop them hips, take it low
Got her own class, so take a note
She can move fast, or take it slow
It's up to her, Captain of the boat
Does her own thing, leader of the team
Knows what to taunt to make heads lean
On the dance floor like a movie scene
Moving round
She wants to flaunt it
Got that look in her eyes
She wants to own this
What a grown chick
Beautiful lips
Dipping and sliding
She wants to roll them hips
She wants to drop them hips, take it low
Even cab drivers pay her tolls
She's got it all in a handbag
Don't need a man to make it home
She's superwoman without a cape
Makes all her money, won't call it cake
And ain't no one gon' call her fake
Won't stress that, call her own fate
Independent chick, you can bet that
Got her own whip, you can check that
Matter fact, you can be the valet
And go and park it out back
Where the rest of the best is
And she'll stop it, dip
Make the guys all slip
Into a grown love, she can own love
Don't have to say that she's on
What a bad chick
She wants to flaunt it
Got that look in her eyes
She wants to own this
What a grown chick
Beautiful lips
Dipping and sliding
She wants to roll them hips
Wants to roll them hips
Wants to roll them hips
Dipping and sliding
She wants to roll them hips
Wants to roll them hips
Wants to roll them hips
Dipping and sliding
She wants to roll them hips
She wants to drop them hips, take it low
Got her own class, so take a note
She can move fast, or take it slow
It's up to her, Captain of the boat
Does her own thing, leader of the team
Knows what to taunt to make heads lean
On the dance floor like a movie scene
Moving round
Songwriters: JOSEPH SOMERS-MORALES, DONALD CODY TARPLEY
Publisher: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
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Publisher: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
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