paroles de chanson My Chick Bad - Ludacris
My
chick
bad,
my
chick
hood
My
chick
do
stuff
that
your
chick
wish
she
could
My-my
chick
bad,
my
chick
hood
My
chick
do
stuff
that
your
chick
wish
she
could
(DTP!)
My-my
chick
bad,
badder-badder
than
yours
My-my
chick
bad,
badder-badder
than
yours
My-my-my
chick
bad,
badder-badder
than
yours
My-my
chick
bad,
badder-badder
than
yours
Listen,
I'm
sayin'
my
chick
bad,
my
chick
hood
My
chick
do
stuff
that
your
chick
wish
she
could
My
chick
bad,
badder
than
yours
My
chick
do
stuff
that
I
can't
even
put
in
words
Her
swagger
don't
stop,
her
body
won't
quit
So
fool
pipe
down,
you
ain't
talkin
'bout
shit
M-m-my
chick
bad,
tell
me
if
you
seen
her
She
always
bring
the
racket
like
Venus
and
Serena
All
white
top,
all
white
belt
And
all
white
jeans,
body
lookin'
like
milk
No-no
time
for
games,
she's
full
grown
My
chick
bad,
tell
yo'
chick
to
go
home
My
chick
bad,
my
chick
hood
My
chick
do
stuff
that
your
chick
wish
she
could
My-my
chick
bad,
my
chick
hood
My
chick
do
stuff
that
your
chick
wish
she
could
(Let's
go!)
My-my
chick
bad,
badder-badder
than
yours
My-my
chick
bad,
badder-badder
than
yours
My-my-my
chick
bad,
badder-badder
than
yours
My-my
chick
bad,
badder-badder
than
yours
Now-now-now-now-now-now
Now
your
girl
might
be
sick
but
my
girl's
sicker
She
rides
that
dick
and
she
handles
her
liquor
Will
knock
a
bitch
out,
annnnd
fight
Comin'
out
swingin'
like
Tiger
Woods'
wife
Yeahhh,
she
could
get
a
little
hasty
Chicks
better
cover
up
they
chest
like
pasties
Couple
girlfriends
and
they
all
a
little
crazy
Comin
down
the
street
like
a
parade,
Macy's
(Whoo!)
I
fill
'er
up,
balloons
Test
her
and
guns
get
drawn
like
cartoons
D'oh,
but
I
ain't
talkin
'bout
Homer
Chick's
so
bad
the
whole
crew
wanna
bone
her,
yeah
My
chick
bad,
my
chick
hood
My
chick
do
stuff
that
your
chick
wish
she
could
My-my
chick
bad
(and
I'm
lovin'
it!),
my
chick
hood
My
chick
do
stuff
that
your
chick
wish
she
could
My-my
chick
bad,
badder-badder
than
yours
My-my
chick
bad,
badder-badder
than
yours
My-my-my
chick
bad,
badder-badder
than
yours
My-my
chick
bad,
badder-badder
than
yours
Yo,
now-now-now-now
Now
all
these
bitches
wanna
try
and
be
my
bestie
But
I
take
a
left
and
leave
them
hangin'
like
a
testie
Trash
talk
to
'em
then
I
put
'em
in
a
Hefty
Runnin'
down
the
court
I'm
dunkin'
on
'em,
Lisa
Leslie
It-it-it-it-it's
goin'
down,
basement
Friday
the
13th,
guess
who's
playing
Jason
Tuck
yourself
in,
you
better
hold
onto
your
teddy
It's
Nightmare
on
Elm
Street
and
guess
who's
playin'
Freddy
My
chick
bad,
chef
cookin'
for
me
They
say
my
shoe
game
crazy,
the
mental
asylum
lookin
for
me
(Ha
ha
ha
ha),
you
a
rookie
to
me
I'm
in
that
wham-bam
purple
Lam,
damn
bitch
you
been
a
fan
My
chick
bad
(don't
get
scared
now,
haha!),
my
chick
hood
My
chick
do
stuff
that
your
chick
wish
she
could
(Disturbing
Tha
Peace!)
My-my
chick
bad,
my
chick
hood
My
chick
do
stuff
that
your
chick
wish
she
could
My-my
chick
bad,
badder-badder
than
yours
My-my
chick
bad,
badder-badder
than
yours
My-my-my
chick
bad,
badder-badder
than
yours
My-my
chick
bad
Luda,
DTP
And
when
we
all
alone,
I
might
just
tip
her
She
slides
down
the
pole,
like
a
certified
stripper
When
we
all
alone
I
might
tip,
tip
her
She
slides
down
the
pole,
like
a
certified
stripper
When-when
we
all
alone,
I
might
just
tip
her
She
slides
down
the
pole,
like
a
certified
stripper
When
we
all
alone,
I
might
just
tip
her
She
slides
down
the
pole,
like
a
certified
stripper
I
kinda
like
that.
1 My Chick Bad
2 How Low
3 Sex Room
4 My Chick Bad Remix
5 Party No Mo’
6 Intro
7 My Chick Bad
8 I Do It All Night
9 Everybody Drunk
10 Hey Ho
11 Sex Room
12 I Know You Got a Man
13 Hey Ho
14 Sexting (Bonus Track (Explicit))
15 Party No Mo'
16 B.O.T.S. Radio
17 Can't Live With You
18 Can't Live With You
19 Feelin' So Sexy
20 Tell Me A Secret
21 Tell Me a Secret
22 My Chick Bad (Remix)
23 How Low (Remix) [Bonus Track]
24 How Low Remix (Bonus Track)
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