B*tch Bad Lyrics - Food & Liquor Ii: The Great American Rap - Lupe Fiasco

Yeah 

I say bitch bad, woman good, lady better 

Hey, hey, hey, hey 

Now imagine there's a shawty, maybe five maybe four 

Ridin' 'round with his mama listening to the radio 

And a song comes on and a not far off from being born 

Doesn't know the difference between right and wrong 

Now I ain't trying to make it too complex 

But let's just say shawty has an undeveloped context 

About the perception of women these days 

His mama sings along and this what she says 

"Niggas I'm a bad bitch, and I'm bad bitch 

far above average" 

And maybe other rhyming words like cabbage and savage 

And baby carriage and other things that match it 

Couple of things that are happenin' here 

First he's relatin' the word "bitch" with his mama, comma 

And because she's relatin' to herself, his most important source of help, 

And mental health, he may skew respect for dishonor 

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Bitch bad, woman good 

Lady better, they misunderstood 

(I'm killin' these bitches) 

Uh, tell 'em 

Bitch bad, woman good 

Lady better, they misunderstood 

They misunderstood 

(I'm killin' these bitches) 

Yeah, now imagine a group of little girls nine through twelve 

On the internet watchin' videos listenin' to songs by themselves 

It doesn't really matter if they have parental clearance 

They understand the internet better than their parents 

Now being the interent, the content's probably uncensored 

They're young, so they're maleable and probably unmentored 

A complicated combination, maybe with no relevance 

Until that intelligence meets their favorite singer's preference 

"Bad bitches, bad bitches, bad bitches 

That's all I want and all I like in life is bad bitches, bad bitches" 

Now let's say that they less concerned with him 

And more with the video girl acquiescent to his whims 

Ah, the plot thickens 

High heels, long hair, fat booty, slim 

Reality check, I'm not trippin' 

They don't see a paid actress, just what makes a bad bitch 

Photos 

Bitch bad, woman good 

Lady better, they misunderstood 

(I'm killin' these bitches) 

Uh, tell 'em 

Bitch bad, woman good 

Lady better, they misunderstood 

They misunderstood 

(I'm killin' these bitches) 

Disclaimer: This rhymer, Lupe's not usin' bitch as a lesson 

But as a psychological weapon 

To set in your mind and really mess with your conceptions 

Discretions, reflections, it's clever misdirection 

Cause, while I was rappin' they was growin' up fast 

Nobody stepped in to ever slow 'em up, gasp 

Sure enough, in this little world 

The little boy meets one of those little girls 

And he thinks she a bad bitch and she thinks she a bad bitch 

He thinks disrespectfully, she thinks of that sexually 

She got the wrong idea, he don't wanna fuck her 

He thinks she's bad at being a bitch like his mother 

Momma never dress like that, come out the house, hot mess like that 

Ass, titties, dress like that 

All out to impress like that 

Just like that, you see the fruit of the confusion 

He caught in a reality, she caught in an illusion 

Bad mean good to her, she really nice and smart 

But bad mean bad to him, bitch don't play your part 

But bitch still bad to her if you say it the wrong way 

But she think she a bitch, what a double entendre 

Bitch bad, woman good 

Lady better, they misunderstood 

(I'm killin' these bitches) 

Uh, tell 'em 

Bitch bad, woman good 

Lady better, they misunderstood 

They misunderstood 

(I'm killin' these bitches) 

Bitch bad, woman good 

Lady better, they misunderstood 

You're misunderstood 

Bitch bad, woman good 

Lady better, greatest motherhood 

(I'm killin' these bitches)