Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ludacris
Vocals
Lil Play
Additional Vocals
Nicki Minaj
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Bridges
Songwriter
Onika Maraj
Songwriter
Samuel Lindley
Songwriter
Derrelle Davidson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Legendary Traxster
Producer
Mike "Snotty" Miller
Recording Engineer
Leslie Brathwaite
Mixing Engineer
Brian Pedersen
Assistant Engineer
Michael Pratt
Assistant Engineer
Glenn Schick
Mastering Engineer
Josh Monroy
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
[Chorus]
My chick bad, my chick hood
My chick do stuff that your chick wish she could
My-my chick bad, my chick hood
My chick do stuff that your chick wish she could (DTP)
[Chorus]
My-my chick bad, badder-badder than yours
My-my chick bad, badder-badder than yours
My-my-my chick bad, badder-badder than yours
My-my chick bad, badder-badder than yours
[Verse 1]
I'm saying my chick bad, my chick hood
My chick do stuff that your chick wish she could
My chick bad, badder than yours
My chick do stuff that I can't even put in words
[Verse 2]
Her swagger don't stop, her body won't quit
So, fool, pipe down, you ain't talking 'bout shit
My chick bad, tell me if you seen her
She always bring the racket like Venus and Serena
[Verse 3]
All-white top, all-white belt
In all-white jeans, body looking like milk
No time for games, she's full grown
My chick bad, tell your chick to go home
[Chorus]
My-my chick bad, my chick hood
My chick do stuff that your chick wish she could
My-my chick bad, my chick hood
My chick do stuff that your chick wish she could
[Chorus]
My-my chick bad, badder-badder than yours
My-my chick bad, badder-badder than yours
My-my-my chick bad, badder-badder than yours
My-my chick bad, badder-badder than yours
[Verse 4]
Now, your girl might be sick, but my girl's sicker
She rides that dick and she handles her liquor
Will knock a bitch out, a-a-and fight
Coming out swinging like Tiger Woods' wife
[Verse 5]
Yeah, she can get a little hasty
Chicks better cover up they chests like pasties
Couple girlfriends and they all a little crazy
Coming down the street like a parade, Macy's
[Verse 6]
I fill her up, balloons
Test her and guns get drawn like cartoons
D'oh, but I ain't talking 'bout Homer
Chick so bad the whole crew wanna bone her
[Chorus]
My-my chick bad, my chick hood
My chick do stuff that your chick wish she could
My-my chick bad, my chick hood
My chick do stuff that your chick wish she could
[Chorus]
My-my chick bad, badder-badder than yours
My-my chick bad, badder-badder than yours
My-my-my chick bad, badder-badder than yours
My-my chick bad, badder-badder than yours
[Verse 7]
Now, all these bitches wanna try and be my bestie
But I take a left and leave them hanging like a teste
Trash talk to 'em then I put 'em in a Hefty
Running down the court, I'm dunking on 'em, Lisa Leslie
[Verse 8]
It's going down, basement
Friday the 13th, guess who's playing Jason?
Tuck yourself in, you better hold on to your teddy
It's Nightmare on Elm Street and guess who's playing Freddy? (My chick bad)
Chef cooking for me
They say my shoe game crazy, the mental asylum looking for me
You a rookie to me
I'm in that wham, bam, purple Lamb', damn, bitch, you been a fan
[Chorus]
My chick bad, my chick hood (Don't get scared now)
My chick do stuff that your chick wish she could (Disturbing the peace, aye)
My-my chick bad, my chick hood (What? What?)
My chick do stuff that your chick wish she could (Let's go)
[Chorus]
My-my chick bad, badder-badder than yours (Woo)
My-my chick bad, badder-badder than yours (Ah)
My-my-my chick bad, badder-badder than yours (Luda')
My-my chick bad (DTP)
[Outro]
And when we all alone, I might just tip her
She slides down the pole like a certified stripper
When we all alone, I might tip-tip her
She slides down the pole like a certified stripper
[Outro]
Wh-when we all alone, I might just tip her
She slides down the pole like a certified stripper
When we all alone, I might just tip her
She slides down the pole like a certified stripper
Written by: Christopher Bridges, Derrelle Davidson, Onika Maraj, Samuel Lindley