that’s right
i’m a bad girl
the baddest girl
in the west
i get my socks wet
cuz i skip down the
street & smash puddles
with my lips shining
right with shea butter
& my knees open in the day
that’s right
i’m a bad girl
the baddest girl
in the west
& i swing my hips
when i walk down
the block if the neighbors
are playing some shit i like
& then if i
really feel
like being devilish
i might say “hey baby”
to somebody who still
looks young in the eyes
that’s right
i’m a bad girl
the baddest girl
in the west
i pop my pussy
on my lover’s knee
even if we ain’t at the club
but at the kickback
for the grown & sexys
& i wish
a person would
try & check me
that’s right
i’m a bad girl
the baddest girl
in the west
i done had two kids
& raised them right
like they got home training
& you best believe
i can produce receipts
from each roll of
my stretch marks
marking time
for the investments
i made (in them)
that’s right
i’m a bad girl
the baddest girl
in the west
clear my throat
& keep my head up high
even when this wack wind
of a world tries to blow
me the fuck down
like it’s a wolf
that don’t nobody
but me (see)
