Bad Chick Alert Lyrics

(Lil Huff)

Ok mah swag so presidential obama wanna

Sponser but if you aint from around here you betta keep ya doors locked

With your windows wound up with your shi*t c***ed

Cuz them crackers gon have you on the news at six'o' clock

Slumped over in your sh*t with a head shot, Niggaz poppin

Bottles like thousand rain drops cuz it's bad chick alert

Bad bad bad chick alert buh baddd chick alert... uh huh yeah

(King Arut)

You know they saying since the bar back on the 'dro, he lackin

The flow

And if that ever happen whoa I ain't rapping no more

I'm good with a pina, daq and an o

Gagging and choke like ho put the d*ck back in your throat

Still packing fo sho

Cuz da bad chick da baddest cuz she roll

Wit da baddest wit da boon and da coones like

In june wen da goons roll like uh I rock da polo

Like it's nun new wit dem j's on mah feet

Dey cost mo den yo two twice the the price

Of yo "sketchers" and da freak plain rice rockin like a mad man

But runnin like a boss... Yeah I kno dat didn't rhyme

But it comes from da heart and roll thru dart

(Lil Huff)

(Sirens) Bad chick alert bad bad chick alert

She runnin from da po-po got her on lock

Can run from em no mo... I'm so gangsta

If she don't go down no thank you

I got so many bitches so ain't yaKing Arut - Bad Chick Alert - http://motolyrics.com/king-arut/bad-chick-alert-lyrics.html

Got so many pictures of Ben Franklin

High top tennis on the car cover of the whole game cold

F**k it up with me niggaz come from all angles

Representing S-Q like the Star Spangled

White tee-fish at Kango

Low top Nikes plus my ho pop Nikes

How exciting we riding in the third lane

Said she like Juvy but prefer Wayne

She can give me head

Call her birdbrain on everything

But she da baddest of da crew

And she ownin on everything...

She a bad chick... Da baddest chick

Bad bad chick ALERT! (sirens)...

(King Arut)

Doe Got a good game honestly so respect the young'n

Got your girl undercover like a detective woman

I'm a mess blow a vest to onion and I'll test your stomach

And the pistols right next to him cousin

I'm a player having sex with dozens

Sex with cousins hoes dissed with husbands

My pants is down her dress is up

Her head down and her neck is tough

She suck till I say, "That's enough!"

We f**k till her ass fractured up

And when I nut no shower bitch pack your stuff

Am I a mack or what

But she had enough and can't even wipe it up