Lyrics She Bad - Denace

She Bad

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