| Man, she bad, man, she bad, so bad, she good
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| Man, she bad, so bad, she good
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| Man, she bad, so bad, she good
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| Man, she bad, so bad, she good
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| She’s half Greek and half Spanish
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| She was brought up with manners
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| And only family matters
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| On the beach in cabanas
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| She’s living life like them actors
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| Daddy pays for the mansion
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| The cars, the life, and the fashion
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| Lights camera action
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| She’s all an attraction
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| This is all a distraction
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| Driving people bananas
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| In a two piece, she’s savage
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| And she rocks these bandanas
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| That make her (hot)
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| On the boat with Familia
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| You can call her Cecilia
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| She got her make up concealer
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| If you ain’t lookin familiar
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| She put her trust in a dolla
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| You got a problem just holla
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| See the Devil wears prada
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| She got her goons right beside her
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| She moves quiet in silence
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| All these riots and violence
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| Man, she bad, man, she bad, so bad, she good
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| Man, she bad, so bad, she good
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| Man, she bad, so bad, she good
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| Man, she bad, so bad, she good
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| Her smirk is gorgeous, she’s swerving in Porsches
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| She got the look of an angel
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| But the evils imported
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| She’s so important, enormous
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| She’ll catch you just like a chorus
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| She’ll leave your feelings distorted
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| Ask the men that she played with
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| That ain’t the man that she came with
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| She playin' boys like it’s gaming
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| They throwing money, it’s raining
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| She living life entertainment
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| She ain’t in love with no Raymond
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| She don’t care for these lame men
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| She only here for the gold
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| On the islands of Cayman
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| All her friends are the same and
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| Yeah, she’s married to satan
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| You want a piece of her cake and
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| No matter what you been saying
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| You ain’t leaving, you staying
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| She got you where she can slay 'em
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| She got you on her short leash
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| Now sit and stop the complaining
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| Man, she bad, man, she bad, so bad, she good
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| Man, she bad, so bad, she good
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| Man, she bad, so bad, she good
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| Man, she bad, so bad, she good
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| She bad, she knows it
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| Flickity flash the moment
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| Take it, grasp it, hold it
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| See your ass, she gladly owns it
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| All your cash, she’ll actually blow it
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| Up her nose without a trashy omen
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| Oh man you played yourself again, it’s golden
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| She’s a bad bitch with a silenced pistol
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| When she says she loves you, I don’t think she’ll fucking miss you
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| Now think about it, for you put that damn ring around it
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| Ring around the rosey, we even fuckin' sing about it
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| Pockets full of posies, better go 'head and check your pockets
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| Nothings there, she’s gone, she flew spaceship rockets
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| Dammit, bet you ain’t see that one coming
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| Now you bummin', don’t you say I didn’t tell you nothing
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| Man, she bad, man, she bad, so bad, she good
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| Man, she bad, so bad, she good
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| Man, she bad, so bad, she good
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| Man, she bad, so bad, she good
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| Man, she bad (bad, bad) |