Lyrics:
JUDITH
Here! I've got an idea. Suppose you agree that he can't actually have
babies, not having a womb, which is nobody's fault, not even the Romans',
of April. Good stuff! Anyway, by the way I've gotta go,
so look, if I don't see you in the spring which ain't too far away right, I'll see you in a mattress!
ain't been the man in a couple of years
I got the bag, I got the ticket
It's easy to read your decisions I swear they dumber and dumber by minutes
By
type before
She's so dangerous
That girl is so dangerous
That girl is a bad girl, yeah
I see you got that fire
By the way that you're walkin'
Celeste
Don't phone me just 'cos you got my number that's as real as it gets
Now everything's a perfect storm, ah man what a beautiful mess
I've been
to you
Bad that I never made love, no I never did it
But I sure know how to fuck
Lets get it
Bad girls ain't no good, and the good girls ain't no fun
to you
Bad that I never made love, no I never did it
But I sure know how to fuck
Lets get it
Bad girls ain't no good, and the good girls ain't no fun
bodyguards, I got two big cars
That definitely ain't the wack
I got a Lincoln Continental and a sunroof Cadillac
So after school I take a dip in the pool
it's all bad
Yea I got all that
Me and my niggas we on that
She threw it back so I caught that
Hell yea I got all that
It's been a min since we ain't
still a beat
The big woman jacking out an underneath
A big woman ting, a little pickney
Bad gal give it to you good as fi dem
You got it once
you're going to be just like Britney Spears. My lawyer at the time told me it was such a bad deal that I had to sign a letter, acknowledging that he
her bad, you can say that I'm Dan
But the first name Dirty, ain't do shit for my birthday
Ain't nobody remember, it feel like the worst day
Gotta cheer
the bad
But what's so great about the good, if I learned to love the bad, we ain't get no second chance
I ain't taking it back, this is my final decision,
That keeps coming back to me
And it's just too bad I've got a good memory
Good memories are hard to leave behind
I've got a bushel basket of 'em
But you wouldn't wait for it
No you wouldn't wait for it
I don't think we on the same page
You think Im Hollywood, you think I got it good
Im just
Be beefin' with us
Put some respect up on my
Name all tree them niggas i got a fetish for
Lamborghinis and fettuccine
Bad bitches that never see me
on my chest, keep me looking good
Got diamonds on my chest, keep me looking good)
Before I jump up out my silk sheets, and hop off in the shower
It's
on the Internet
Weirdo niggas in my comments
But we ain't into that
We was in there making it double
And tryna get it back
Bust a thousand traps all in it
And take
on the TV, I can't help that
I'm just playing cards I was dealt bad
But I got models in the Sprinter
I can't buy you happiness if you ain't got it
Move you
a fucking blowout to get me to retire
Tell these new artists that kings never die
I know shit has changed in this age, fuck a Twitter page
Did it just say
like I flicked a switch and now I'm feeling good (Bounce)
No way to stop it, now you wish that you could (Bounce)
When the weekend comes I know I'll
in me
Oh yeah, I've been so bad
Oh, I've been so bad baby, bad baby
I've been so bad
In my blood, in my veins, something's got me by the reigns
Try
like a movie
Blowing by so fast can't see what I've been doing
I got a grip but then I swear it start to loosen
It makes me wonder is this all just
tell You something
That you really know what it is
I've got dreams in my head
I don't wanna miss
Wanna spread up my wings on
Live like a king
(Huh, Huh)
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