E-40 - She a Bad One lyrics

[Hook: Red Cafe] x3 Bad b**h alert Bad b**h alert Bad b**h alert Bad b**h alert, oh yeah She a bad one, oh yeah She a bad one [Verse 1: Red Cafe] Down girl from the city, she a bad one Ass on G-wagon, she with the action Told me always call her nasty, Ms. Jackson Everything designer, she with the fashion Oh yeah, oh, she about her bank rolls Slim thick, oh, I need a sample She smart.... not just a pretty face Make it pop, earthquake, girl you my taste Oh yeah, oh, she a lady boss Machiavelli, oh, I'm an outlaw Most wanted, oh, you on my hitlist Putting in work on your fitness I'm f**ing with you [Hook: Red Cafe] x3 [Verse 2: Red Cafe] In the a** department that girl a heavyweight Watch it dip low, then it levitate Sh-Shawty hop up on a pole then she demonstrate I bet you never guess the bands that it generate Oh, girl you got a whooooole lot Sitting in them leggings, how you carry that around? You 'gon get a whooooole lot Bad b**h alert, she got a million dollar box Go on and keep your gla** full, motivate the swerve I'ma need a Rolls Royce to handle them curves, oh Oh yeah, bad one, she got the boomerang When they turn to stalkers, she on a newer thing [Hook: Red Cafe] x2 [Verse 3: E-40] Lady boss, hella pretty I bet that p**y slap, thick like she from Mississippi b**h hella bad, nipples poking out her shirt They hella mad, they wanna fight her cuz they hurt Jealous house, borrowing they girlfriend's clothes New panty hose, mad cuz they ain't have to shove Centerfolds, booty cheeks a stripper pole Deci-mals, tricking n***as throw some more Sophisticated, she a delta Skee-wee, highly educated See me, you know them n***as hating Bad b**h alert, the gang celebrated [Hook: Red Cafe] x3 [Outro: Red Cafe] I'm finna lit it up, I'm finna lit it up It's my birthday, look I'm finna lit it up L-L-Lit it up It's my birthday, look I'm finna lit it up I'm finna lit it up It's my birthday, look I'm finna lit it up L-L-Lit it up