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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nelly
Nelly
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John McGee
John McGee
Composer
Bertell Young
Bertell Young
Composer
Cameron Thomaz
Cameron Thomaz
Composer
Cornell Haynes, Jr.
Cornell Haynes, Jr.
Composer
John Jackson
John Jackson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
John McGee
John McGee
Producer
Rick De Varona
Rick De Varona
Recording Engineer
Alec Newell
Alec Newell
Recording Engineer
Alex Eremin
Alex Eremin
Assistant Recording Engineer
Ghazi Hourani
Ghazi Hourani
Recording Engineer
Bradford Smith
Bradford Smith
Assistant Recording Engineer
AJ Clark
AJ Clark
Assistant Recording Engineer
Leslie Brathwaite
Leslie Brathwaite
Mixing Engineer
Aya Merrill
Aya Merrill
Mastering Engineer
Tom Coyne
Tom Coyne
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Your bitch bad, your bitch bad
But my bitch better
I said my bitch better, my bitch better
My bitch better, my bitch better than yours
And don't even get mad, don't even get mad
That's just the way it is, ****, the way it is, ****
Oh-oh, oh-oh
[Verse 2]
You know she walk like that, talk like that, dress like the shit
She 5'5, got brown eyes, you damn right she thick
That daytime, that nighttime, man anytime she with
That's why that YSL and that Louboutin and that Gucci bag, she get
I ride out, she ride out, I'm somewhere, she flyin' out
Fuck with me and she wildin' out, I click clack, she fired out like (Pow pow)
My .45, her 9's out like (Pow pow)
We stop shit like timeout
No disrespect to your broad, I know she might be your heart
But mine is more like my brain, without her man, I'm insane
Got a down-ass bitch and a round-ass sitch
Shotgun in the Ghost while I'm whipping up the coast
Passin' **** photo while I'm whippin' up the dope
If she run for president, I be the first **** to vote
[Verse 3]
Your bitch bad, your bitch bad
But my bitch better
I said my bitch better, my bitch better
My bitch better, my bitch better than yours
And don't even get mad, don't even get mad
That's just the way it is, ****, the way it is, ****
Oh-oh, oh-oh
[Verse 4]
I'm talking watch upgrades, she get better with time
I write a song about her, probably better my rhymes
Throw down in the kitchen, might be better than mom's
Wake me up with some head, ain't no better alarm
Move in by myself, a force when we together
I was sick of these hoes, of course she make me better
I put her in a positon others never could be in
Couple racks for her shoes but she never been skiing
Kind you never be seeing, everything European
She look black, white, Spanish and mixed with Korean
I say she the baddest, 'cause I don't know no better
I say she the baddest, and I don't know no better
[Verse 5]
Your bitch bad, your bitch bad
But my bitch better
I said my bitch better, my bitch better
My bitch better, my bitch better than yours
And don't even get mad, don't even get mad
That's just the way it is, ****, the way it is, ****
Oh-oh, oh-oh
[Verse 6]
Uh, pulled up smellin' just like Marley
Spent all that bread on Givenchy
Your bitches more or less be basic
My bitch fly private, rock fly shit
That 911, she driving in it
Off-shore, she diving in it
Rolex match Rolex, I hit the jeweller, go buy some minutes
Lift weights, I pound up in it
Hit the walls, I climb up in it
Applause, need a round up in it
Ever lost, I get found up in it
I'm a boss and my lady floss when I take her down in rodeo
You would think they was on payroll, they don't close the store till I say so
And the car I'm riding is paid for
She know I'm high when I'm going places, you know I'm fly
When you step outside, **** know you fine but they know you mine
[Verse 7]
Your bitch bad, your bitch bad
But my bitch better
I said my bitch better, my bitch better
My bitch better, my bitch better than yours
And don't even get mad, don't even get mad
That's just the way it is, ****, the way it is, ****
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Written by: Bertell Young, Cameron Thomaz, Cornell Haynes, Jr., John Jackson, John McGee
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