B**ch Bad (Tribute to Lupe Fiasco) - Party Hit Kings (派对热辣王者)

Yeah

I say b**ch bad woman good lady better

Hey hey hey hey

Now imagine there's a shawty

Maybe five maybe four

Ridin'round with his mama

Listening to the radio

And a song comes on and a

Not far off from being born

Doesn't know the difference

Between right and wrong

Now I ain't trying to make it too complex

But let's just say shawty has

An undeveloped context

About the perception of women these days

His mama sings along and this what she says

“Niggas I'm a bad b**ch and I'm bad b**ch

Far above average”

And maybe other rhyming words

Like cabbage and savage

And baby carriage and other

Things that match it

Couple of things that are happenin' here

First he's relatin' the word

“b**ch” with his mama comma

And because she's relatin' to herself

His most important source of help

And mental health he may skew respect for dishonor

B**ch bad woman good

Lady better they misunderstood

Uh tell 'em

B**ch bad woman good

Lady better they misunderstood

They misunderstood

(I'm killin' these b**ches)

Yeah now imagine a group of

Little girls nine through twelve

On the internet watchin'

Videos listenin to songs by themselves

It doesn't really matter if

They have parental clearance

They understand the internet

Better than their parents

Now being the interent

The content's probably uncensored

They're young so they're

Maleable and probably unmentored

A complicated combination

Maybe with no relevance

Until that intelligence meets

Their favorite singer's preference

“Bad b**ches bad b**ches bad b**ches

That's all I want and all I like

In life is bad b**ches bad b**ches”

Now let's say that they

Less concerned with him

And more with the video

Girl acquiescent to his whims

Ah the plot thickens

High heels long hair fat booty slim

Reality check I'm not trippin'

They don't see a paid actress

Just what makes a bad b**ch

B**ch bad woman good

Lady better they misunderstood

(I'm killin' these b**ches)

B**ch bad woman good

Lady better they misunderstood

(I'm killin' these b**ches)

Disclaimer: This rhymer

Lupe's not usin' b**ch as a lesson

But as a psychological weapon

To set in your mind and really

Mess with your conceptions

Discretions reflections

It's clever misdirection

Cause while I was rappin'

They was growin' up fast

Nobody stepped in to ever

Slow 'em up gasp

Sure enough in this little world

The little boy meets one

Of those little girls

And he thinks she a bad

B**ch and she thinks she a bad b**ch

He thinks disrespectfully

She thinks of that sexually

She got the wrong idea

He don't wanna f**k her

He thinks she's bad at

Being a b**ch like his mother

Momma never dress like that

Come out the house hot mess like that

A** titties dress like that

All out to impress like that

Just like that you see the fruit of the confusion

He caught in a reality she caught in an illusion

Bad mean good to her she really nice and smart

But bad mean bad to him b**ch don't play your part

But b**ch still bad to her if you say it the wrong way

But she think she a b**ch what a double entendre

B**ch bad woman good

Lady better they misunderstood

(I'm killin'these b**ches)

B**ch bad woman good

Lady better they misunderstood

They misunderstood

(I'm killin' these b**ches)

B**ch bad woman good

Lady better they misunderstood

You're misunderstood

B**ch bad woman good

Lady better greatest motherhood

(I'm killin' these b**ches)