She bad and she knows it (she got her Gucci bag, she got her Gucci pumps, pumps)
I know I ain't the first one that told her
And she a bad bitch so you know I have to tell her what's up
She bad and she knows it (she got her Gucci bag, she got her Gucci pumps)
Girl, I just wanna know where you're going after the club
And she a bad bitch so you know I have to tell her what's up (ooh)
At the club, a-a-after the club (ooh)

Look, she know I toot it and boot it
But tonight I ain't even tryna do that
Like the bottom of my 501's, I'm trying to cuff
She bad and she know it
The type that you wife up, fuck her in the hotel room with the lights on
iPod on shuffle playin a bunch of night songs
She know I play no games
She said she like fame, but she don't date no lames
And she want me to fuck her like I fuck a whore
So I pull her hair, like we playin tug o' war
And I ain't tryna to sound rude when I say this
She probably look better if I see you but naked

She bad and she knows it (she got her Gucci bag, she got her Gucci pumps, pumps)
I know I ain't the first one that told her
And she a bad bitch so you know I have to tell her what's up
She bad and she knows it (she got her Gucci bag, she got her Gucci pumps)
Girl, I just wanna know where you're going after the club
And she a bad bitch so you know I have to tell her what's up (ooh)
At the club, a-a-after the club (ooh)

My Blackberry full of black Barbie's
With curves on they body like Bugatti's
Sake with the sushi, can't forget the music
Now show me how you do it
And get into it
She bad and she know it
Champagne poured
Your nigga just a rodent, he's tenderoni
Summer time breeze, short cut sleeves
She hate it when I leave and get the green
On the weekend I'm a creep in, dive in how she like on the deep end
Merry-go-round, ass with the brown
Everybody see the baddest girl in the crowd

She bad and she knows it (she got her Gucci bag, she got her Gucci pumps, pumps)
I know I ain't the first one that told her
And she a bad bitch so you know I have to tell her what's up
She bad and she knows it (she got her Gucci bag, she got her Gucci pumps)
Girl, I just wanna know where you're going after the club
And she a bad bitch so you know I have to tell her what's up (ooh)
At the club, a-a-after the club (ooh)

All my bad bitches in pumps
I wanna tell all of y'all what's up
You ain't been lookin at me but I been lookin at you
So tell me what it's gon be baby what we gon' do tonight (tonight)
Baby, what we gon do tonight (tonight)
Baby, what we gon do?

She bad and she knows it (she got her Gucci bag, she got her Gucci pumps, pumps)
I know I ain't the first one that told her
And she a bad bitch so you know I have to tell her what's up
She bad and she knows it (she got her Gucci bag, she got her Gucci pumps)
Girl, I just wanna know where you're going after the club
And she a bad bitch so you know I have to tell her what's up (ooh)
At the club, a-a-after the club (ooh)

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Writer(s): Keenon Daequan Ray Jackson, Tyrone William Griffin Jr.