Trina - Bad Bitch Anthem lyrics

[Trina - Bad Bitch Anthem lyrics]

L-l-l-live from the 305
Bitch it's lookin' creole
I'm that bitch and he know
Just keep it on the D-low
A bunch of bad bitches, yeah
Ridin' through the city
Big asses and nice titties
This shit ain't for TV
I'm the muthafuckin' baddest
Thoroughbred and savage
They know I be killin' 'em, cold-case casket
This my cashier, so you know I'm in my bag
Bitch
Shantay, you slay, I be the one to drag shit
Boss bitch, I ain't never hard to find
I pop out when I feel like
It and kill it every time
Shit, I'm doin' fine and you
Bitches should get in line
I'm the one they really watchin'
You bitches is out of time


Saw a bitch that owe me money
And I put that on my moms
Put a clip to that bitch head
'cause she was out of mind
Nothin' but big bills, look around me
I'm paid
305, muhfucka, from the county of Dade

This a bad bitch anthem
Get your fuckin' hands up
Get your hands up, get your fuckin' hands up

B-b-b-b bad bitch
A couple grand in the duffel
Good pussy costs, bitch
You hoes ain't got no hustle
I raise the bar
And you bitches ain't got no muscle
I let you hoes rock
But now you hoes are trouble
I mean, your nigga sexy
He be blowin' up my messages
I told him not to text me
But he bought me VVS's
I am the Diamond Princess so
I'm lovin' every second
Baptize him in my pussy
He said I'm such a blessin'
I'm the shit and I'm that
Bitch without a muthafuckin' doubt
Tryin' to come up off my name
You gets no muthafuckin' clout
I could even make it rain
Or cause a muthafuckin' drought
Cut the check and show respect and keep
My name from out ya mouth, bitch

Bad bitch anthem, get your fuckin' hands up
Get your hands up, get your fuckin' hands up
Bad bitch anthem, get your fuckin' hands up
Get your hands up, get your fuckin' hands up
Bad bitch anthem, get your fuckin' hands up
Get your fuckin' hands up
G-g-get your hands up

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