Bad Bitches

[Intro: D.I. Da Hennyman]
Bad bitches, where the bad bitches
Where the really, really, really, really bad bitches
(Grindhouze)
Bad bitches, where the bad bitches
Where the really, really, really, really bad bitches

[Hook: D.I. Da Hennyman & Krissy (D.I.'s Fiancée)]
Bad bitches, where the bad bitches
Where the really, really, really, really bad bitches
Bad bitches, where the bad bitches
Where the really, really, really, really bad bitches

[Verse 1: Krissy (D.I.'s Fiancée)]
Pop a tag or something
Buy a bitch a bag or something
Take me out and tell me I'm the best you ever had or something
Donkey of the Day, bitch: I ain't got this ass for nothing
I ain't got this ass for nothing

[Verse 2: D.I. Da Hennyman]
Long hair, don't care
Big butt, so what?
Great legs, great head, sexy wit' no makeup
Bring around a hottie, I think I got a thottie
Ain't even pop a molly, and she all over my body
Drop this at the party, bet them bitches go dumb
Another thousand-dollar day, I need that shit in all ones
Fuck around and buy you something, swear I be going crazy
Name D.I.E. but bad bitches call me baby, ay!

[Hook: D.I. Da Hennyman & Krissy (D.I.'s Fiancée)]
Bad bitches, where the bad bitches
Where the really, really, really, really bad bitches
Bad bitches, where the bad bitches
Where the really, really, really, really bad bitches
Bad bitches, where the bad bitches
Where the really, really, really, really bad bitches
Bad bitches, where the bad bitches
Where the really, really, really, really bad bitches

[Verse 3: Runway Ave]
Bad bitcheeeeeees!
Where they at though?
Wit' a fat ass, and she clap slow
Grab my doublecup - where my Ac' go?
Yeah, she know she on fire
She what I desire
She might make that ass retire - SIKE!
I do what I like
You can do it, too, and we can do it right tonight
I know your bra's on fleek
I got my eyes stuck to them T's
And if ya take me home tonight, we doing grown-up in the sheets
Facts!
I'll be cuddy, buddy
I won't treat you cruddy
Just don't tell me that you love me
Baby, show your shape off
Show me what you working wit'
Clap, clap, clap, clap - shorty, keep on twerking it
AY!

[Hook: D.I. Da Hennyman & Krissy (D.I.'s Fiancée)]
Bad bitches, where the bad bitches
Where the really, really, really, really bad bitches
Bad bitches, where the bad bitches
Where the really, really, really, really bad bitches
Bad bitches, where the bad bitches
Where the really, really, really, really bad bitches
Bad bitches, where the bad bitches
Where the really, really, really, really bad bitches

[Verse 4: Shellshock]
Hey! Where my diamonds at?
Where the ones that say they bad?
Let me get a minute, sexy Mrs. Independent
Guarantee my point of view will change the way you're livin'
Snapchatting while you dancing in the body, nigga
I see you, shorty, get it, girl
Don't let 'em block your shine
Yeah, they might touch the heels, but they don't ever climb
Okay, okay, okay, okay, let's get the best allowed
I'm talking own head, card clear bank account
Bad bitches got the right to cuss a nigga out
When these garbage-ass niggas come up off the mouth
This for the bad bitches
This ain't for the trash bitches
This ain't for the glue ya hair, glue ya eyelash bitches

[Hook: D.I. Da Hennyman & Krissy (D.I.'s Fiancée)]
Bad bitches, where the bad bitches
Where the really, really, really, really bad bitches
Bad bitches, where the bad bitches
Where the really, really, really, really bad bitches
Bad bitches, where the bad bitches
Where the really, really, really, really bad bitches
Bad bitches, where the bad bitches
Where the really, really, really, really bad bitches