Lil $am - Bad b**hes lyrics

(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)