Lyrical Breakdown of Bought a Bad Bitch - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Bought a Bad Bitch" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
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(Bought a bad bitch) Yeah
(Bought a bad bitch, bought a bad bitch, yeah)
Man, I was just talking to Pluto, big bro, and...
(Bought a bad bitch, bought a bad bitch, bought a bad bitch, yeah)
He was like, "You like them pink mu'fuckas, don't you?"
(I just made a good investment, yeah, yeah)
And I was like, "Yeah"
(DJ Escomoe, I just spent a whole 'nother check, bitch)
I like anything that you niggas can't afford (yeah)
Bought a bad bitch, bought a bad bitch, bought a bad bitch, yeah
Bought a bad bitch, bought a bad bitch, bought a bad bitch, yeah
Pink diamonds, Patek, Patek Philippe on my wrist
I don't even go to sleep, bitch, I'm up, I'm up, exorcist, woah
Don't talk, don't speak, bitch
I don't even eat at Ruth Chris, woah
Money my move, bitch, woah
Table got swordfish, woah
FN got blue tip, woah (Yeah)
Bleu like Corbin, woah
Itty-bitty bad bitch
And she got her ass lift
And she like 4'10, yeah, my bitch plastic
Water on my wrist, got a splash wrist
I feel like Curry when I got this glass wrist
Splashin' on her, drippin' in it, I got water
I mean I be killin' it like young big Wunna
Lick it up and she gon' spit it and back it up
Take her back 'cause I don't want no ho (Yeah)
'Cause I get that bitch right off my team (My team)
Everything on me clean
Eyes all red, Visine (Visine)
Red stripe on Supreme
I cook it up myself (Myself)
Watch how I take your fiends (Your fiends)
I got stars on my belt (My belt)
Big pockets on my jeans (My jeans)
Bought a bad bitch, bought a bad bitch
Bought a bad bitch, bought a bad bitch
Bought a bad bitch, bought a bad bitch
Bought a bad bitch, bought a bad bitch
Pink diamonds, Patek, Patek Philippe on my wrist
I don't even go to sleep, bitch, I'm up, I'm up, exorcist
Bought a bad bitch, bought a bad bitch, bought a bad bitch, yeah
Bought a bad bitch, bought a bad bitch, bought a bad bitch, yeah
I'm out my body, I'm out my body (Woah)
But don't tell nobody (Woah)
Don't tell nobody (Woah)
I'm out my body, woah (Woah)
I just bought a bad bitch, dripped her in karats
Flyin' out to Paris (woah), purests are the rarest
Different colored stones on the neck like a parish
Lookin' at the score, you can tell she ain't average
Put the bitch on, all the hoes be starin'
Had to hit the horsepower on 9-11
Ordered my garments and I'm gettin' mine, get it
Buyin' out the mall and I splash the baguettes
Thanks for that new morning, thanks for that new money
Thanks to my new bitch, she bringin' more bitches
Breakin' four-fours, and I'm gettin' my digits
Change wardrobes, gotta spend at least a milli' (Swap it out)
Make a rapper throw away a closet, yeah (Throw it out)
Nigga talk loud, but my money is the loudest (Yeah)
Stackin' up, rackin' up, pilin' (Yeah)
Flying with your girl off an island, yeah
I'm getting so much fuckin' money
I bossed up my bottom bitch, yeah, she litty, yeah
I got some Spanish lil' hotties calling
Me papi, I can't do nothing but win (Win)
Transportation got this bitch in a trance (Trance)
Switch up the style and gave her some bands (Bands)
Fillin' the back of the Maybach with a MAC
Got enough capital to go and buy a jet
Add it up, add it up, count up a check
Made a bitch blow it up, sellin' hot mix
Shawty got three Glocks and a vest
Pourin' more lean, more money, more sex (Pour it up)
Pop half an X and I'm drinkin' Hi-Tech (Pop)
Iced out chains, keep 'em in my fridge (Yeah)
Goin' to the moon, I'm a space cadet
On the strength of me, this bitch gettin' blessed
Bought a bad bitch, bought a bad bitch, bought a bad bitch, yeah
Bought a bad bitch, bought a bad bitch, bought a bad bitch, yeah
Pink diamonds, Patek, Patek Philippe on my wrist
I don't even go to sleep, bitch, I'm up, I'm up, exorcist, woah
Don't talk, don't speak, bitch
I don't even eat at Ruth Chris, woah
Money my move, bitch, woah
Table got swordfish, woah
FN got blue tip, woah (Yeah)
Bleu like Corbin, woah
Itty bitty bad bitch (Yeah)
And she got her ass lift
Bought a bad bitch, bought a bad bitch, bought a bad bitch, yeah
Bought a bad bitch, bought a bad bitch, bought a bad bitch, yeah
Outta my body, outta my body
I'm outta my body, I'm outta my body
I just spent a whole 'nother check, bitch, yeah
Let's go, you see the bitches I was naming from the drop?
I told you I was here three years ago gettin' nasty