I need me a woman that's super bad I need me a woman that's super bad
I'm looking for a chick that's super bad And she know just how to help a nigga get
to the bag I mean a little bit classy, little bit ratchet
A little bit fancy, little bit nasty Bad lil' queen, nigga
Yams in them jeans, nigga Super bad, she could be in the cutters
She could be in the limelight, yeah, up in the spotlight
She could be Issa Rae or maybe Nicki Minaj type
Street smart or educated with a mind like Amanda Sears
With a matching bag and heels, Erika Lachey
Hella melanated, wait, I'm talking Gabby Wilson, Carrie Hilson
Ay, so fly, man, she could probably propel a plane
Betty Shabazz slash got Coretta King But for me, she a thot on everything
She told me to shoot my shot, she mean a cum shot
I better aim, cop, yeah, let it go
Big bang, I kinda got the gift of gab I'm a bit cunning, then I'm finna be up in
her pad till like six-something This woman is super bad, like Mick Lovin'
I'm trying to get her to relax and just sip some
This woman is out of her dream, a king, I love my queen
She follow my lead and feed all of my C's and cleans all of my T's
And she's following my, you know, part of my speech
Relieves all of my needs If we lived in a Jeep, she'll turn it into
a home, I'll call her my key Told me she don't wanna see me following
me She proposed that, I stand tall on my feet
She's badder than bad and she's out of your league
Swing, batter, batter, batter, swing I'm trying to hit it and slide home
She got dug out on the couch, I need that on my team
Yeah
Niggas be trying to put that in Arizona She fly as a phoenix, oh yeah, I wanna
She hot like that phoenix, Arizona She'll keep you in the house like you scared
of corona
But I do know one thing, though My woman, she must be woke
She can be from the hood or the burbs Sip in your blood or smoke
We ain't on R. Kelly * * that, she must be grown
Wait a second, woman, give a minute to let us hear her listen to a little bit of what
we want
I need me a woman that's super bad I need me a woman that's super bad
I'm looking for a chick that's super bad And she know just how to help a nigga get
through the bag
I mean, a little bit, she's a little bit bad
A little bit classy, a little bit ratchet A little bit fancy, a little bit nasty
Bad lil' queen, nigga Yeah, I'm sending them jeans, nigga
I need a woman I can bring to me my mother I don't even need to wonder what she be with
She not kicking it with me, cause she a queen But when we get in the cover, she gon' let
a nigga eat it up and beat it like a drum I don't even need a rubber, yeah, she finna
be a mother Finna nut up in her club, cause she sweet as
peanut butter Got her feet up on my shoulder blade
Now these niggas wanna hate, wanna cast a shadow I'm talking about throwing shade
If your hoe is lame, you an idiot And I ain't feeling it, you know for Kane
Check Kitty with it, really with it * like Sonya Blade
I ain't dealing with no silly * I really want niggas to set goals the same
* Lois Lane, yo, I really want a Wonder Woman
Ain't no wonder why even these women really want this woman
She's a tease and it's known But if she worked at a bank
You couldn't tell her to leave me alone
I do know one thing, though My woman, she must be woke
She can be from the hood or the burbs If Henny or Lutter smoke
We ain't on R. Kelly * * that, she must be grown
Wait a second, women, give a minute To lend us an ear and listen to a little bit
of what we want
I need me a woman that's super bad I need me a woman that's super bad
I'm lookin' for a chick that's super bad And she know just how to help a nigga get
through the bag
I mean, a little bit classy, a little bit nasty I need me a woman that's super bad
A little bit classy, a little bit ratchet
A little bit fancy, a little bit nasty
Bad lil' queen, nigga, ayy Yams in them jeans, nigga