Intro:
Avias
Snob

[Verse:]:
Bad is her motto, only bad bitches know it
She so stuck up cause she a snob and she show it
6 inch heels, prada bag, money blow it
You parked a fuzion next to her bmw, tow it
This bitch high class that's why her nose up in the air
When she arrive on the scene, all the hoes stop and stare
Scarying you hoes up like its fucking halloween
Putting yall in time out she the fucking school deem
Red lipstick on, with her lashes
Catwalk walking, camera flashes
Hair to perfection, gucci glasses
V. I. P, cause she the baddest
She like to ride in the wind with whole bunch of friends
Niggas better have bottomless pockets she like to spend
Sometimes she flirt on the block with them dem boys
But she aint fucking with em, unless they got them big toys
She got a body so right, tiddys sitting up, and I know her ass tight
Black widow tattoo, cause she kill all her victims, you no exception to the rules
This bitch is bad, this is bitch is flawless, leaving all you rachet ass hoes jawless-
Pull over you jammed, yeah I wrote her fucking ass but she sent me to spam

Chorus:
They aint got nothing on. Nothing on. On you
They aint got nothing on. Nothing on. On you
Them hoes aint got nothing on ya on ya on ya on ya
Them hoes aint got nothing on ya on ya on ya on ya
Them hoes aint got nothing on ya on ya on ya on ya
On ya on ya on ya on ya on ya on ya on ya on ya

[Bridge:]
I like the way you move your body, mami
I like the way you moving your body, mami
I like the way you move your body, mami
I like the way you moving you body, mami

[Verse 2:]:
When I roll, I roll with a wad
Cause this bitch is beat for the gods
I like the way she like the way I flow to the beats
After the studio, grabbing us some to eat
She picture perfect, like the potrait mona lisa
But I know she only fucking with me, if I got a visa
Black card, don't know where to start, all I know is her attire go hard

Now is you rolling with daddy.... Grab the keys to the caddy
I down her like a natty daddy, then when I'm done, yo, I slap her on her fatty

It took whole lot to know ya, cause you want a fucking soilder
Come at home late night fold ya, then in the morning waking up to some folders
Baby girl give it to me, stop all yo teasing, cause I know you with me
Know a snobby bitch in sidney bad to bone but she be on that bobby whitney
She be on that bobby whitney, yes I was feeling her till she asked me for 50
Yeah you fucking amazing, texted yo ass, and now I'm sitting here waiting

Chorus:
They aint got nothing on. Nothing on. On you
They aint got nothing on. Nothing on. On you
Them hoes aint got nothing on ya on ya on ya on ya
Them hoes aint got nothing on ya on ya on ya on ya
Them hoes aint got nothing on ya on ya on ya on ya
On ya on ya on ya on ya on ya on ya on ya on ya

Bridge;
I like the way you move your body, mami
I like the way you moving your body, mami
I like the way you move your body, mami
I like the way you moving you body, mami