Chamillionaire

Chamillionaire - Gotta Be The Baddest lyrics

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[Intro:]

Owww, woow, shes so beautiful

Nah I'm talking about you move to the left baby

I'm talkin about the car, ha

I'm just playin baby

Now all my players in the house, all my players in the house tonight, come on

Now all my ladies in the house I can make you feel incredibly right, uh

[Verse 1:]

Now this for all the guys who tricking on all the women I know

Writing love notes like I paid the note on your tahoe

Purchasing more than nachos, chocolates and moskados

Say she your darling and you balling like chicago

You giving her d. rose you trying to be mvp man

Most valuable player you should throw your defeat in

Love her and never cheating you eating and never skeeting

Lean in the car and kiss me before she can get her feet in

Eyy,

That just mean that she couldn't wait

She tell me I smell good I tell her she looking great

She say that she love the car to get it what did it take

I say this isn't a rental it didn't come with a rate, we late

Let off the brakes and then we proceed to coast

I tell her that if she wants she can get as high as the slopes

She say that she doesn't smoke do you I tell her nope

And that one word got her wet as a bar of soap

Let's open an envelope we gotta give an award

To someone who could pull them by never saying a word

Before ever leaving the curb without opening liquor and never breaking an herb

I know this don't sound possible to some of you lames

Bout to strain your whole brain tryna get her ta change

You got to name drop names of every person you came

In contact with in your life that's just terrible game

Ain't gotta spend a milli on her and be living the lie

Just be playa you should give it a try

And if you know your never ever tricking on no woman like I

Then all my players put your hands in the sky, one mo time

[Chorus:]

Ain't gotta spend a milli on her and be living a lie

Just be a playa you should give it a try

And if you know your never ever tricking on no woman like I

Then all my players put your hands in the sky

You gotsta be the baddest

You gotsta be the baddest girl

You gotsta be the baddest

You gotsta be the baddest girl

[Verse 2:]

You know you gotsta be the baddest

If you really goin make me add this

6 dollars and 55 cents to my tab miss

Wait a second just do the math if

This equals a drink then it also equals your address

Haha I'm just playing nah I'm just serious

Object in the mirror is clearer than it appear it is

Every girl that's hearing this wanna ride a luxurious

Mercedes for ladies with the upgraded interiors

Yea roam with a player that got experience

Stuntin and feelin on all of your different areas

Playin spin the bottle till we both get delerious

Curosity killed the cat just call me curious

Because you know I'm bout to kill it tonight

All my players put your hands in the sky

And ladies you say you partuin with us and say you bringina freind as fine you it better not be a tie

Cause you gotsta be the baddest

Really your friend is average

You dope and your friend shady it's like I'm cashis

Really she should relax if I'm talking to you then why is she saying your ad libs (you bad miss)

Nah I don't trust her she got a fast lip

If her mouth could run I know hers would run a lap quick

Fast chick if she ain't a snake then she an actress

Leave her alone with me well see how cut that the grass is

[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]

You know I lost a little venom the lyrics are still as toxic

Lookin at my watch she notice it ain't a clock tick

None of em successful when ever they try to lock chicks

Cause in another life I probably coulda bein a locksmith

Hear boys sayin nah he ain't messin with my chick

Now she shotgun and that's why they call it the cockpit

Then I see you in your lil designer outfit

And look at you what is that velvet nah just ostrich

You fly you even bought you a tie

I walked right past her and didn't even say hi

She turned and watched me walk past and yell bye

I'm wondering what I said to even make her reply

I guess that's how it goes when your dealing with pro's

I'm really ssayin nothin and she know to remove her clothes

Ain't taking none of these hoes you know to papadeuxs

I'm pulling up to the curb and then I'm just popping dows

Get out

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