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