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Mack 10

Genres: Hip-Hop

That Bitch Is Bad Lyrics - Mack 10

All I do is think about fuckin' you 

Got me gone, pussy won't let me go home 

Trick and cash, just so I can hit that ass 

You're the one, want for you to have my son 

Bitch you bad 

 

I had this bitch named Katrina that lived in Pasadena 

It's like my dick would get hard, every time I seen her 

She had bold legs, ass and a big fat clit 

I gotta admit, I even spoiled this bitch a little bit 

The homies said I was trickin' and actin' all mooshy 

Yeah, but call it what you want, she had some bomb ass pussy 

Smart as fuck, educated pretty little hoe 

You know the kind a bitch you really didn't mind doin' shit fo' 

 

Hell, I bought the bitch cars, [Incomprehensible] Gucci and Prada 

Plus it wasn't shit for me to just slide her a few dollars 

Man, one of us caught up, the ass was on stack 

I used to love to pull up hair when I fucked her from the back 

I used to spank her ass, choke her deep dick and ruff sex 

She said she like it like that, she was from the projects 

She used to look back, smile and say, "I love you boo" 

And shit, the pussy was so good, I'd say, "I love you too" 

Fuck it 

 

All I do is think about fuckin' you 

Got me gone, pussy won't let me go home 

Trick and cash, just so I can hit that ass 

You're the one, want for you to have my son 

Bitch you bad 

 

When the sex is like incredible, nigga, you been there before 

You don't wanna call her a hoe but you know deep down, she is a hoe 

Got her name tattooed up on yo' chest 

Bitch, always pushin' up nothin' but mess 

Gotcha keys you can leave but you ain't, just can't 

Every time you see them breast 

 

Parents goin', what a shame, gave that bitch yo last name 

She came through and scooped you like a serious verious hurricane 

She fucked you, sucked you, treat you nice 

Sucked yo' nuts with a lot of ice 

Make you come not once but twice, then make you some eggs and rice 

 

Pussy's like a hustle, she got you with her muscle 

No need to fight and tussle, let it go, don't russell 

Big girls swalla, little girls spit 

if I was in yo' shoes I'd be hooked on that shit 

Playa, I been there before, had myself a bad hoe 

Fucked DMX, that group NEXT and even boned that nigga Joe 

Stutta, stutta, motherfucker, mouth was the shit 

Now I know why the whole music industry love that bitch 

 

All I do is think about fuckin' you 

Got me gone, pussy won't let me go home 

Trick and cash, just so I can hit that ass 

You're the one, want for you to have my son 

Bitch you bad 

 

I been a bread winner and a gold dayton spinner 

And I like a high class hoe with a little ghetto in her 

This cash money now and as a matter of fact 

I think these hoes is scheming 'cause I signed my contract 

Had this cute little blood bitch I knew from high school 

She said, "You drive a gang porshe but that new Bentley is woo" 

Man, this bitch was ghetto and had a little Spanish look 

Ass was like a basketball, her hair was off the hook 

 

The tightest little gang bang bitch I ever seen 

Lift her ratted dress up, the bitch would be a fuckin' queen 

On the low slide the hoe, some sticky green just to kick it 

Gave her some shopping money and she through a hood picnic 

I ain't never been a nigga to straight romance a hoe 

But little Lani qua had a bombin', her thang and 1-O 

And I could give a fuck less about what the next nigga say 

'Cause if money got this pussy then shit, I got to pay ya' heard 

 

All I do is think about fuckin' you 

Got me gone, pussy won't let me go home 

Trick and cash, just so I can hit that ass 

You're the one, want for you to have my son 

Bitch you bad 

 

All I do is think about fuckin' you 

Got me gone, pussy won't let me go home 

Trick and cash, just so I can hit that ass 

You're the one, want for you to have my son 

Bitch you bad 

 

Bitch you bad, bitch you bad, bitch you bad 

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