Priceless Da ROC - The Bad b**h Anthem lyrics

[Verse 1: Priceless Da Roc] I like the bad b**hes, that's what I'm into When it comes to getting money, she knows what to do She asking diddy hela pretty with the whole crew I let the hammer come nail her yeah she getting screwed She got a job and her own car Roll up the bars so she f** like a p**nstar She vip when she step in k**ing these hoes, she's a close like a weapon And the p**y good, its the wettest mama The streets is like a runway and she a primadona Them red bottoms, all the bad b**hes got em When you spot em, all the real n***as want em Yeah, I don't do it for the ratchets I do it for the ones that be glamorous Do it for the stuck up girls with an attitude who act vicious So if you're looking for the kid [Hook] You can find me with the bad b**hes And I be chillin with the bad b**hes And I don't do it for the ratchets, I do it for the bad b**hes Sippin my dranks, hoodie on me Sippin my dranks, hoodie on me And I don't do it for the ratchets, I do it for the bad b**hes You can find me with the bad b**hes [Verse 2: Kafani] Real from the hood, made her way out Living off a n***a being played out You can miss her with that lame a** trick sh** So spend stacks on the make up and lipstick Red bottoms, you know she got em The Gucci Louie Prada never been a problem Flexin on them ratchet a** hoes, in a 9 debetty you can't roll See I'm on a flow, bad b**h patrol Nose up, b**hes telling thirsty n***a no Stuntin on them no, running through them stacks like a dope boy Good job, new p**no, no boy Broke hoes, can't hang, broke n***as get fake numbers fake names She know the difference from a thrill and a f** n***a She don't wanna drink, whole click bottled up n***a [Hook] You can find me with the bad b**hes And I be chillin with the bad b**hes And I don't do it for the ratchets, I do it for the bad b**hes Sippin my dranks, hoodie on me Sippin my dranks, hoodie on me And I don't do it for the ratchets, I do it for the bad b**hes You can find me with the bad b**hes [Verse 3: Beeda Weeda] Need me a bad b**h, fat a**, long hair, thicker than the average Ballin like the mavericks, stuntin in the rarri Baby from the far east, every night she party Hennesy, Bacardi, s**y call her Barbie Baby is a dime piece, 20 on the time piece Get money, shake a**, swag swerve on the day get cash I'm a boss b**h, love a boss chick Make hela green cell thick boss thin Still a trick like base is lofting Super s**y though, mama is a quarter piece Never ratchet though, we keep it crackin ho East all to California, keep it mackin ho Tennis shoe pimpin, you can call it McEnroe Sippin on patron counting money cause we ' [Hook] You can find me with the bad b**hes And I be chillin with the bad b**hes And I don't do it for the ratchets, I do it for the bad b**hes Sippin my dranks, hoodie on me Sippin my dranks, hoodie on me And I don't do it for the ratchets, I do it for the bad b**hes You can find me with the bad b**hes