Lyrics:
Girl, why are you playin' wit' me?
Girl, who are you playin' wit'?
You been on that new stuff
I been on the same shit
Girl, why are you playin'
to drop, stop
You ain't know I'm nice girl, you'se a 'Wannabe'
Like the Spice Girls, you betta think twice, girl
I'm untryable, undeniable
Won't be held
girl
And it started with a hug
But now we makin' love in this club
And we're not gonna stop just because
The people in the crowd are watching us
But
hide
(I can’t hide)
Oh oh oh
Can’t hide my feelings
You’re my girl and you’re sixteen
Bad Boys
Bad Boys
Bad Boys
In the mix
Let’s go
I used to think
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
you a hot spice
I just want you to come by
Baby you a hot spice
So tell me are you okay
Tell me are you okay… Okay
You a boss like General
Too smooth
I see her and I like her then I'm a flirt
When I, when I, when I,when I pull up to club
All the shawties be like (Damn 28's)
Then I be like girl u
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
(Girls)
Who are we, what we run, the world
(Who run this mother?)
Who are we, what we run, the world
(Who run this mother, yeah)
Who are we, what do we
On the other side and I'm think that shawty
I got a thing for you
Doing it on purpose, winding and working it
I can tell by the way you looking at me, girl
I
run the world? (Girls)
Who run the world? (Girls)
Some of them men think they freak this
Like we do, but no they don't
Make your check, come
twenty-eight,eights)
Then I be like girl you know just who I am (don't hate, hate)
Say I done fell in love wit a stripper you all
All I do is flirt with her, and I
it
I can tell by the way
You lookin' at me girl
I wanna make love in this club (Ey!)
In this club (Ey!)
In this club (Ey!)
In this club (Ey!)
I
fear
Turn the club into a mosh pit
Spend 20 bands, do a back flip
Girl, drop it low, shake that
My wrists rocky like A$AP
This a G mix and I laced that,
Two chains!
Bang bang switch lanes like a drive-by
I am so fly man I might as well sky dive
Black girls white lies
You know that's not your damn
when I, when I) pull up to club
All the shawties be like (damn twenty-eight,eights)
Then I be like girl you know just who I am (don't hate, hate)
Say I
to chase me (Ha-ha)
What are you, pit, rott, mixed?
Or you just got fixed, well, shit, then, let's lip-lock
If not then, chicks, piss off, you snobby little
Brian, who are Lord over
us all. Praise unto you, Brian and to the
Lord our Father. Amen.
Mandy: Do you do a lot of this, then?
Wise
up fast
Girl better blow ain't in my class
What, do you think I make t-shirts for
These little stupid ragged hoes with no
With no
What you wearing that
Couches
Standing on Da Bar
Crazy When Da Whole World
Knows Who Are
Up All Night We Ain't Gettin No Sleep
So Twisted i Stumbled to Da Lamborghni Jeep
We
records saying that we're a threat to decent society.
Fuck them. I hope we are.
What kind of depraved idiot thinks they can silence others by denying them
fear
Turn the club into a mosh pit
Spend 20 bands, do a back flip
Girl, drop it low, shake that
My wrists rocky like A$AP
This a G mix and I laced that,
exist in the same space?
They already are they're
Already existing together
And they are both winning
Who do you feel that you lean towards more?
I
want the trouble
I take a little perc and then I mix it with muscle
I you like demon then I hit you with cuddle
The way you fall in love I know you think
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