Oh!
That's the lil' monster right there.
Gada, gada
Soundmaster
We gon keep it simple right now, you know what I'm sayin'
Get em up.
We gon take it to the club right here, lets go.

[Chorus:]
You's a bad bad chick, make ya, make ya fingers snap.
You's a bad bad chick, make ya, make ya fingers snap.
Damn Damn Damn Damn Damn Damn Damn Damn
All my ballers making dollars check ya pockets and ya collars
All my ballers making dollars check ya pockets and ya collars
Brush ya shoulders off Brush ya shoulders off
Brush ya shoulders off Brush ya shoulders off

[Soundmaster T:]
Grandmama in the kitchen, and she cookin' something good.
And I gotta hit the block lookin' for that wood
But I ain't rich, don't get me misunderstood.
I just bought a Caddy so I'm flossin' in da hood. (in da hood)
I got a grind from the monster and boo boo.
Try'na stop the shine gotta do something to ya.
Put something through ya. Make ya family boo ya.
Try'na go to church really don't wanna bruise ya.
Ayyyy, true playas ain't wit it, we prayin' everyday for the sins we committed.
And I'm try'na keep it cool really don't wanna be greasy.
Too many young niggas in the streets bumpin' Jeezy. (bumpin Jeezy)
Yeah so I do it fo' da money.
Make these thugs think we choppin' when we in da club droppin'.
The streets got me wha. The ladies show me love.
The Soundmaster T from the Chi get it up.

[Chorus:]
Yous a bad bad chick, make ya, make ya fingers snap.
Yous a bad bad chick, make ya, make ya fingers snap.
Damn Damn Damn Damn Damn Damn Damn Damn
All my ballers making dollars check ya pockets and ya collars
All my ballers making dollars check ya pockets and ya collars
Brush ya shoulders off, Brush ya shoulders off
Brush ya shoulders off, Brush ya shoulders off

[Soundmastter T + Gada:]
Gada.
Soundmaster T.
I'm 'bout to cut a check mayn. Lookin at a Vette mayn. Spittin like a tech mayn.

They don't want none of me.
And I aint showin' no pity, gotta rep the windy city, fittin'a get the gritty gritty.
It's yo turn to shine. And I'm getting a lot of love. The streets wit them thugs.
When I'm still up in da club, haters better watch ya backs.
Lil' Jon times up, y'all been playin' with my books.
Ying Yang give it up.
Woooo Woooo!
Soundmaster I'm the Man. Make the ladies dance. Too much booty in the pants.
Ohhh.
And I make them thugs step, booty booty booty booty rockin' everywhere.
(Everywhere)
I'm watchin' 106 and park, I see a fat man by the name of Bubba Sparxxx
He stealing all my hooks, you's a little crook,
I'm putting down my foot, now I got the game shook.

[Chorus:]
You's a bad bad chick, make ya, make ya fingers snap.
You's a bad bad chick, make ya, make ya fingers snap.
Damn Damn Damn Damn Damn Damn Damn Damn
All my ballers making dollars check ya pockets and ya collars
All my ballers making dollars check ya pockets and ya collars
Brush ya shoulders off Brush ya shoulders off
Brush ya shoulders off Brush ya shoulders off

[Soundmaster T + Lil' Mosnter:]
Hold on, we gon let the lil monster do a thang right here...

Oh I think I'm hungry, Oh I think I'm hungry, Oh I think I'm hungry, Oh I think I'm hungry
My grandma cookin in the kitchen, my grandma fixin me some chicken.
Go Grandma.
This taste good like grandma milk.

[Chorus:]
You's a bad bad chick, make ya, make ya fingers snap.
You's a bad bad chick, make ya, make ya fingers snap.
Damn Damn Damn Damn Damn Damn Damn Damn
All my ballers making dollars check ya pockets and ya collars
All my ballers making dollars check ya pockets and ya collars
Brush ya shoulders off Brush ya shoulders off
Brush ya shoulders off Brush ya shoulders off

My grandma made this beat.

[Giggles]
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