Who the baddest in the club
Is it you that be chillin' with the thugs
Is it you that be on the dance floor
Is it you that be creepin' through the door
I'm just lookin' for a bad chick, savage
I ain't lookin' for no average, average
Basic chick with no make up on
Girl you look good with your clothes undone
But then again girl you ain't a hustler
I need a girl who can floss a buster
Keep it irie like a Rasta
Keep it one hunnid like the summer
Who the baddest in the club
Is it you that be chillin' with the thugs
Is it you that be on the dance floor
Is it you that be creepin' through the door
Who the baddest in the club
Is it you that be chillin' with the thugs
Is it you that be on the dance floor
Is it you that be creepin' through the door
Drippin' with the sauce
Whip it like a boss
Miss independent
That's exactly what I want
I'mma get it, I'mma get it (yeah yeah yeah)
I'mma hit it, I'mma hit it (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Light it up, fill a cup
Turn it up, break it down
What you want, what you need
I can give you more
Double up double check
Never caught me slippin up
Like the rest
Only got me chillin' here
With the best off season,
Draft picking, making my decision
I need somebody that can hold it down
I need somebody that will stick around
Who the baddest in the club
Is it you that be chillin' with the thugs
Is it you that be on the dance floor
Is it you that be creepin' through the door
Who the baddest in the club
Is it you that be chillin' with the thugs
Is it you that be on the dance floor
Is it you that be creepin' through the door
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Who the baddest in the club
Is it you that be chillin' with the thugs
Is it you that be on the dance floor
Is it you that be creepin' through the door
I'm just lookin' for a bad chick, savage
I ain't lookin' for no average, average
Basic chick with no make up on
Girl you look good with your clothes undone
But then again girl you ain't a hustler
I need a girl who can floss a buster
Keep it irie like a Rasta
Keep it one hunnid like the summer
Who the baddest in the club
Is it you that be chillin' with the thugs
Is it you that be on the dance floor
Is it you that be creepin' through the door
Who the baddest in the club
Is it you that be chillin' with the thugs
Is it you that be on the dance floor
Is it you that be creepin' through the door
Drippin' with the sauce
Whip it like a boss
Miss independent
That's exactly what I want
I'mma get it, I'mma get it (yeah yeah yeah)
I'mma hit it, I'mma hit it (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Light it up, fill a cup
Turn it up, break it down
What you want, what you need
I can give you more
Double up double check
Never caught me slippin up
Like the rest
Only got me chillin' here
With the best off season,
Draft picking, making my decision
I need somebody that can hold it down
I need somebody that will stick around
Who the baddest in the club
Is it you that be chillin' with the thugs
Is it you that be on the dance floor
Is it you that be creepin' through the door
Who the baddest in the club
Is it you that be chillin' with the thugs
Is it you that be on the dance floor
Is it you that be creepin' through the door
Is it you that be chillin' with the thugs
Is it you that be on the dance floor
Is it you that be creepin' through the door
I'm just lookin' for a bad chick, savage
I ain't lookin' for no average, average
Basic chick with no make up on
Girl you look good with your clothes undone
But then again girl you ain't a hustler
I need a girl who can floss a buster
Keep it irie like a Rasta
Keep it one hunnid like the summer
Who the baddest in the club
Is it you that be chillin' with the thugs
Is it you that be on the dance floor
Is it you that be creepin' through the door
Who the baddest in the club
Is it you that be chillin' with the thugs
Is it you that be on the dance floor
Is it you that be creepin' through the door
Drippin' with the sauce
Whip it like a boss
Miss independent
That's exactly what I want
I'mma get it, I'mma get it (yeah yeah yeah)
I'mma hit it, I'mma hit it (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Light it up, fill a cup
Turn it up, break it down
What you want, what you need
I can give you more
Double up double check
Never caught me slippin up
Like the rest
Only got me chillin' here
With the best off season,
Draft picking, making my decision
I need somebody that can hold it down
I need somebody that will stick around
Who the baddest in the club
Is it you that be chillin' with the thugs
Is it you that be on the dance floor
Is it you that be creepin' through the door
Who the baddest in the club
Is it you that be chillin' with the thugs
Is it you that be on the dance floor
Is it you that be creepin' through the door
Writer: Nathan Adonis
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid