U Bad Webbie (Ft. Wankaego)

[Chorus: Webbie]
Spent a whole pay check up on her hairdoo
You keep your face did, makeup and your nails too
You keep your toes peticured, got gotta aditude
I don't mind, girl you fine
So I ain't mad at you
Cause you bad
Cause you bad
Cause you bad
Cause you bad
Cause you bad
Cause you bad
You gotta aditude
Cause you bad

[Verse 1: Webbie]
She got a [?] up on her finger, and she drive her a Porshe
She got that kind of aditude that'll cause a divorce
[?] all in your face, when you be walking you shake
You probably ripped, but I ain't gon lie, probably cost you cake
I do whatever you want, I even sing you a song
Come on now givе me your number, let mе blow up your phone
Wear your birthday suit, I wanna see it up on ya
You sold pussy, you should gon head buy you a thong
[?] take her shopping, anywhere that she want
I buy her dresses, I just like to see her try on [?]
It ain't no question, she the bestest when it come to that doam
And her and my other bitches, they just don't get along