Make that ass drop (drop, drop) This the shit I used to roll down Lewis Street with Nothing's impossible And all you lame niggas show me what not to do I met a real bad bitch in the club tonight She told me, "Watch the snakes cause they watching you" I

I need tints (windows tinted) I need tints (I need my windows tinted) I can't be flying down that 110 with a bad bitch in my whip And it's no good for me, it's so good for them I got way too much to lose, so roll your window up real quick They won't see

Solitaire, solitaire, neck, ear, solitaire I was just sittin' in a cell playin' solitaire Now they see me everywhere, bracelet full of solitaires Bad bitch from Fort Lauderdale, say she love them solitaires Burr, I'm out pussy It's your worst nightmare

I got 99 problems, but a bitch ain't one - hit me! If you havin' girl problems I feel bad for you son 99 problems, but a bitch ain't one (I got 99 problems, but a bitch ain't one - hit me!) Shut up when I'm talkin' to you! Everything you say to me I need

If she ever do it, she gon' do it for the bag All you rappers ain't safe, uh Good girl gon' bad, you gon' do your thing Yeah, bought a new white Wraith, last night, nearly crashed it Spinning out on the highway, 720 in the ass Bad bitch in the passenger,

She is a bad bitch Made up of magic Pray to the goddess Don't break your promise Thou shall be faithful and honest

Get back, she's a bad motherfucker Fall back, she'll put you in your place Turn back if you know what's good for you Don't , it's a part of the chase What! What! Fuck yeah, let's go! Bad bitch stunna always down to ride She's the first one taking shots

Playboy shit, that's some playboy shit Woke up rich, real bad bitch I've been going in, shout out to my wrist Playboy shit, that's some playboy shit, yeah I've been going in, shout out to my clique You can't keep up with me, I be going hard, yeah Need a

Lookin' like a safe (Safe), ten bad bitches on a date (Date) I'm the reason why them niggas hate Lookin' like a safe (Safe), she got ass like a cake (Cake) Floss in the bank, floss in the bank D.A. got that dope Floss in the bank (Ay), still got candy on

I miss the old you Or, "I love you daddy" You ungrateful bitch The more the baddie, more the bratty Take you shopping for them clothes I used to hold you I miss the old me And I never got a single fuckin' thank you from you When it was on, we was on fire