VIP Baddest in da Club by ROSITACASHLINDA Lyrics
INTRO:
Muah!
Margiela!
VERSE 1:
Girl, I’m so tired of that man always talking his shit
Keep texting my phone like I’m his bitch
Every night I got out he’s always having a fit
But imma take somebody’s man and we gon’ get lit
Imma twerk this ass and imma shake my tits
Have em’ throwing bills, like I’m the birthday bitch
It’s unreal when he feel down below
And when we get home, imma offer a full show
So pour a drink in my cup and let’s raise them high
Because I know somebody getting fucked tonight
We the baddest in the club, repping VIP
And if a bitch got a problem, she could come see mе
CHORUS:
(What?)
Baddest in the club
(Ohhhhh!)
VIP, uhh
(Okay!)
And if a bitch got a problem, shе could come see me
VERSE 2:
Here he go again, ringing my phone
These niggas can’t leave a bad bitch alone (Ugh)
It’s because I got the juice, and it’s real fruity
He got a sweet tooth, I taste like candy
Girl, I’ll be right back (Girl…)
Let me read his ass (Nooo)
All he do is call and never cough up the cash (Oh no, bitch)
It’ll be real quick, I won’t take long
Bae waiting over there to give me that dong
BRIDGE:
Stop fucking calling me, I don’t wanna flirt!
I know you saw my snap cause all you do is lurk!
Bump on a log, everyday at home
Get up, get a job!
Fly a bitch to Prague!
Nigga, fuck Miami
I’m not acting cute and dandy!
Pressing me on the phone, I don’t do that shit!
A bitch like me always got them shooters handy
I’ll say it in Español, but you won’t understand me!
VERSE 3:
Girl, we gon’ twerk our ass (Ayee)
And we gon’ shake our tits (Ahh)
Another shot cause we know these niggas ain’t shit (Fuck him)
Wait, hold on, i’m drunk? Am I the birthday bitch?
Don’t matter, either way imma still leave rich
Took my Patek out the case
Cop a body, no trace
Bitch got her body done, still don’t got a pretty face
Can’t relate I got both and galactic pussy
Send him into deep space, damn I think my shit laced
He came back and wanna start acting pushy (Please)
I know I got that goodie, and I know it’s real gushy
Finished after two minutes, damn I’m dealing with a rookie
This can’t happen again, really gotta be on my bully
And run a background check on who I’m letting eat the cookie
REFRAIN:
Rosita
Baddest in the club
VIP (uhh)
Rosita
VERSE 4:
Only hang with boss bitches, that’s the energy
Bad gyal in the Rolls, sucking dick for free I’ll never be
He licky on my kitty, then he ate it up expertly
Looked up, said it’s sweet
Like honey from a killer bee
VERSE 5 (Max Margiela):
(Margiela)
Do I look like I give a fuck?
Because, I don’t! (I don’t)
Flo Milli
I do exactly what these bitches won’t! (Yeah!)
Run the margaritas to my section, I’m sippin’
And y’all better be shaking y’all asses and dippin’
Hoppin’ on the track, we some two hot bitches
With some Louboutin heels, nothing less than six inches
When y’all niggas in the spot, we be snatchin’ up they riches
You know why? Cause they said we taste like candy
(Jolly Ranchers)
OUTRO (Max Margiela):
Oh, and you don’t gotta know
Because when he coming home
I’m still gon’ drop it to the floor
(Jolly Ranchers)
Muah!
Margiela!
VERSE 1:
Girl, I’m so tired of that man always talking his shit
Keep texting my phone like I’m his bitch
Every night I got out he’s always having a fit
But imma take somebody’s man and we gon’ get lit
Imma twerk this ass and imma shake my tits
Have em’ throwing bills, like I’m the birthday bitch
It’s unreal when he feel down below
And when we get home, imma offer a full show
So pour a drink in my cup and let’s raise them high
Because I know somebody getting fucked tonight
We the baddest in the club, repping VIP
And if a bitch got a problem, she could come see mе
CHORUS:
(What?)
Baddest in the club
(Ohhhhh!)
VIP, uhh
(Okay!)
And if a bitch got a problem, shе could come see me
VERSE 2:
Here he go again, ringing my phone
These niggas can’t leave a bad bitch alone (Ugh)
It’s because I got the juice, and it’s real fruity
He got a sweet tooth, I taste like candy
Girl, I’ll be right back (Girl…)
Let me read his ass (Nooo)
All he do is call and never cough up the cash (Oh no, bitch)
It’ll be real quick, I won’t take long
Bae waiting over there to give me that dong
BRIDGE:
Stop fucking calling me, I don’t wanna flirt!
I know you saw my snap cause all you do is lurk!
Bump on a log, everyday at home
Get up, get a job!
Fly a bitch to Prague!
Nigga, fuck Miami
I’m not acting cute and dandy!
Pressing me on the phone, I don’t do that shit!
A bitch like me always got them shooters handy
I’ll say it in Español, but you won’t understand me!
VERSE 3:
Girl, we gon’ twerk our ass (Ayee)
And we gon’ shake our tits (Ahh)
Another shot cause we know these niggas ain’t shit (Fuck him)
Wait, hold on, i’m drunk? Am I the birthday bitch?
Don’t matter, either way imma still leave rich
Took my Patek out the case
Cop a body, no trace
Bitch got her body done, still don’t got a pretty face
Can’t relate I got both and galactic pussy
Send him into deep space, damn I think my shit laced
He came back and wanna start acting pushy (Please)
I know I got that goodie, and I know it’s real gushy
Finished after two minutes, damn I’m dealing with a rookie
This can’t happen again, really gotta be on my bully
And run a background check on who I’m letting eat the cookie
REFRAIN:
Rosita
Baddest in the club
VIP (uhh)
Rosita
VERSE 4:
Only hang with boss bitches, that’s the energy
Bad gyal in the Rolls, sucking dick for free I’ll never be
He licky on my kitty, then he ate it up expertly
Looked up, said it’s sweet
Like honey from a killer bee
VERSE 5 (Max Margiela):
(Margiela)
Do I look like I give a fuck?
Because, I don’t! (I don’t)
Flo Milli
I do exactly what these bitches won’t! (Yeah!)
Run the margaritas to my section, I’m sippin’
And y’all better be shaking y’all asses and dippin’
Hoppin’ on the track, we some two hot bitches
With some Louboutin heels, nothing less than six inches
When y’all niggas in the spot, we be snatchin’ up they riches
You know why? Cause they said we taste like candy
(Jolly Ranchers)
OUTRO (Max Margiela):
Oh, and you don’t gotta know
Because when he coming home
I’m still gon’ drop it to the floor
(Jolly Ranchers)