You think that I'm bad You think I'm a whore But I get a thrill From bodies and gore Mutha fucka do you get the message I’ll chop you up and wrap your ass in plastic Save a piece or two to feed the mastiff And drown the rest in hydrofluoric acid Oh that’s right, I'm a bad bitch O o ooo ooo That’s right I'm a bad bitch O o ooo ooo That’s right I'm a bad bitch I don’t fuck with dolls Or diamonds or pearls Yeah I don’t give a shit I’d rather burn down your house And key up your Porsche Leave you screaming Oh my God So do you get the message I’ll chop you up and wrap your ass in plastic Save a piece or two to feed the mastiff Make sure you never get an open casket I'ma bad bitch O o ooo ooo That’s right I'm a bad bitch O o ooo ooo Yeah I'm bad I'm bad You sure you still want me Ok now we’re talking I'm glad we could work something out Don’t you start complaining When you’re cuffed and naked Locked up in some basement Face down in the pavement While I flick a match at the Gas that you’re bathed in O o ooo ooo That’s right I'm a bad bitch O o ooo ooo I'm a bad bitch