(CHORUS)
Bad, Bad, Bad b**hes on Santa naughty list
Them all love me
Is not christmas maybe you can make it
Womens on my shoulder top off
Screaming my name dizzee Rascal said
Bad, Bad, Bad b**hes on Santa naughty list
I know your a bad b**h
But let me warn you
[Verse 1]
Is not yet christmas, put that tree away
We still have couple days to come
Uhhh
Girl why do you wanna get laid, at da back of the tree
Is it cause I f**ed a b**h all night imma a man (man)
You need your name on the naughty list
I'm staying up all night on christmas when it comes
Maybe I can heard santa going Ho-Ho-Ho
But guess what he'll pa** through your roof without going in
You know why girl, you know why girl
Yeah you know, you know why
Uh you, you know why
Don't ask, don't ask, don't ask
Don't ask why you know
Anyday everytime
Ya putting on some sweat pants big boody girl
With your big b**bs no bra but hey, you know what
All the boys getting hard dick
All the straight girls wanna be lesbians
All the lesbians wanna change you from straight
No more gays
Shawty you need to change for once (santa cruz) watching
Ain't gonna holla back at you b**h
I'm a dope boy, love red
All the girl loves me
Girl you know what it is
Why I'm I grounded...... Yeah.....
What now don't worry, baby
We got seven days more
New year new me, you just have new me
I got my own motto, my motto is do more talk less
Girl shh don't moan when you still riding on me
Keep bouncing more work less sound
Shawty tell me you name, I bet it worth a gold sign
What is it ain't no guessing it
Girl I got to figure you anyway
I know you wanna collab with a new n***a
I'm sure you ain't a gold digger
If you are, girl you better tell me
You ain't messing with lil chuck
(CHORUS)
Bad, Bad, Bad b**hes on Santa naughty list
Them all love me
Is not christmas maybe you can make it
Womens on my shoulder top off
Screaming my name dizzee Rascal said
Bad, Bad, Bad b**hes on Santa naughty list
I know your a bad b**h
But let me warn you (x2)
[Verse 2]
Is not christmas is christmas eve
I'm a secret millionaire you can't find out
Nice cars at the crib when I'm older I gotta have it
One time (time) I'mma show you how to write like this
Show you how to write like this
Show you how to write like this
Crib to Bel-Air all the b**hes stare
This your song if you are a bad b**h
One time this is a song for a bad b**h
Song for a bad b**h
Song for a bad b**h
I f**ed her in the kitchen
Kept the food cooking
I.D.C cause it ain't chicken
No house phone cause in never there
I f**ed her best freind and it's all love
Can I ask do you care, do you care
Can I ask do you care baby
I got my own black n***a crew but I hate black *****
All I want girl all i-i-i-i is a brand new **********
I f**ed like I'm in a p**n scene
Girl i make your a** clap like nicki who*e
Huh?
Is your BirthDay you derserve to be greedy
Huh?
Kanye west words, ain't saying she a gold digger but she ain't messing with no dope the broke
I'm lil super mario why always me
We hustle with a headphones and a mics
You naked like my dream last night
Shake that a**, shake, shake, shake that a** for me girl
I wanna see it clap, clap, clapp
Guess what I run 20 miles when when I f**ed that a** girl
We the gangster never give up never worried
I quit cause I win and the lose cause the fools
(CHORUS)
Bad, Bad, Bad b**hes on Santa naughty list
Them all love me
Is not christmas maybe you can make it
Womens on my shoulder top off
Screaming my name dizzee Rascal said
Bad, Bad, Bad b**hes on Santa naughty list
I know your a bad b**h
But let me warn you (x2)