Bad Bitch

You think that I'm bad You think I'm a whore (yeah) But I get a thrill from bodies and gore Mothafucka do you get the message? I'll chop you up and wrap yo ass in plastic Save a piece or two to feed the masses And drown the rest in hydraflouric acid Well that's right, I'm a bad bitch (ooh ooh ooh ooh) That's right, I'm a bad bitch (ooh ooh ooh ooh) That's right I'm a bad bitch I don't fuck with dolls or diamonds and pearls Yeah I don't give a shit I'd rather burn down your house And key up your Porshe And you'll be screaming "Oh my God" So do you get the message? I'll chop you up and wrap yo ass in plastic Save a piece or two to feed the masses Make sure you never get an open casket I'm a bad bitch (ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh) That's right, I'm a bad bitch (ooh ooh ooh ooh) That I'm bad, I'm a bad bitch You used to want me, okay now we're talkin' I'm glad we could work something out Don't care, stop complaining When you're cuffed and naked Locked up in some basement face down in the pavement While I flick a match at the gas tank by your bed (ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh) That's right, I'm a bad bitch (ooh ooh ooh ooh) Oh, I'm a bad bitch