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Friday, February 5

Ludacris ft. Nicki Minaj - "My Chick Is Bad"



I'm really not a big fan of Ludacris but seeing bad Miss. Minaj's name on the track made me wanna listen and before I even got to her part, I was hooked. Haha Luda spits some ridiculous shit on this track and I was gonna put up my favorite line from the song but I couldn't decide so I took the time to just write out the lyrics and post them under "Let's Go..." haha check it!

Download: Ludacris ft. Nicki Minaj - My Chick Is Bad.mp3

"My Chick is Bad" Lyrics

(Chorus)
My chick bad, my chick hood
My chick do stuff that your chick wish she could
My chick bad, badder, badder than yours
My, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours
My, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours
My, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours


(Ludacris)
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 talking 'bout shit
My chick bad, tell me if ya seen her
she always bring the racket like Venus and Serena
All white top, all white belt
all white jeans, body lookin' like milk
No time for games, she's full grown
my chick bad, tell your chick to go home!


(Chorus)


(Ludacris)
Now your girl might be sick, but my girl's sicker
she rides that dick and she handles her liquor
I'll knock a bitch out, aaaand...fight!
comin' out swingin' like Tiger Wood's wife
Yeahhhh, she could get a little hasty
chicks better cover up they chest like pasties
Couple girl friends and they all a little crazy
comin' down the street like parade...Macy's
I fill her up...balloons!
test her and guns get drawn like cartoons
(...D'oh!) but I ain't talkin' 'bout Homer
chick so bad, the whole crew wanna bone her


(Chorus)


(Nicki Minaj)
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, dunkin' on 'em...Lisa Leslie
It's goin' down...basement
Friday the 13th, guess who's playin' Jason?!
Tuck yourself in, better hold onto your teddy
it's nightmare on Elm Street
and guess who's playin' Freddie?!
(my chick bad) chef cookin' for me
they say my shoe came crazy
the mental asylum lookin' for me
You a rookie to me, I'm in that wam-bam purple Lam'
damn bitch, you been a fan!

(Ludacris)
Don't get scared now...Disturbing tha Peace!...Hey!..

(Chorus)

(Ludacris)
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 bone (like a certified stripper...)
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 stiripper...)

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