She Bad Bad (Remix)

[Chorus] Oh she bad bad, oh she bad bad Oh she bad bad, oh she bad bad Oh she bad bad, oh she bad bad Oh she bad bad [Verse 1: Pusha T] Eve, I like that, you got 'em callin' my name Oh she bad bad, you know she that bad Potluck Push, dip your hand in my grab bag Matte black Benz, perfect for my black ass Only know who's in it when I open the back half Hot as a backdraft, they know he on fire Any nigga deny it, you call his mother a liar Only hit him with spire, if she like it I buy it Trynna take her ghetto chic and put her up on designer She don't fuck with the buyers, all she know is suppliers How to wash the drug money, hide it under the dryers Oh she bad bad, so fly she jet lagged Eve let 'em go, we both know that the best last [Chorus] Oh she bad bad, oh she bad bad Oh she bad bad, oh she bad bad Oh she bad bad, oh she bad bad Oh she bad bad [Verse 2: Eve] Yeah, that’s right, I’m badder than them E-V-E, the cataclysm Blow 'em out the fucking water Kill ‘em dead, called a slaughter Ain’t my fault, I had it built up Had to get it out my system Now I’m back Forget about them other chicks, man, you won’t miss ‘em Yeah, E-V-E hungry like a lion I ain’t never easy Never scared, why you tryin'? Your gimmick make me sicky What you're sellin' I ain't buyin' Man, I live up at the top so you keep climbin' No they can never catch-a Me, I’m the chick that keep ‘em under pressure And every nigga smell her wanna sex her They say they won't protect her But really they just want kiss and caress her Now sit your ass down Cause class is now in session [Chorus] Oh she bad bad, oh she bad bad Oh she bad bad, oh she bad bad Oh she bad bad, oh she bad bad Oh she bad bad [Verse 3: Juicy J] Rollin' papers and rollin' swishers Gettin' high as a light fixture In the club with a bag of money Gettin' becky from a white stripper Watch cold as a igloo, chain cold as a icicle You might think I'm ballin' out But this how I live my life, nigga You say that's your wife, not tonight nigga I'll go spend a night with her, stick this pipe to her When she leave she say my name Juicy J he did his thing I'm leavin' with her best friend She know what's up, we trippy mane She want a hustler on his job, not you foo-foo niggas She want a hustler on his job, I got ? All across the nation, take your chick on vacation I'm gettin' dome while I'm in a foreign racer [Chorus] Oh she bad bad, oh she bad bad Oh she bad bad, oh she bad bad Oh she bad bad, oh she bad bad Oh she bad bad