Lyrics:
the walls
Screamin', scratchin'
Tearin' down the walls
Little by little, inch by inch
Tearin' down the walls
Baby, gonna shakin'
Baby, gonna makin'
wasting time, girl I ain't wasting time
I want you bad, I want you bad, I want you bad
I want you bad bad bad
I want you bad, I want you bad, I want you bad
shake it a little mo
Baby got ass, let it go
Look at all the cash on the flo
Girl shake it on the flo
Money make a bad bitch go
I wanna see ya hands touch
flat
I filled it up with air again baby hold that
You a bad girl look you got your sheets all wet
Squeeze tight so I never forget the teacher's pet
from a nigga guaranteed to die rich
Like
You can be my ride or die chick, I be on my shit
I be gettin' paper, paper, girl
You so bad you so damn
boy, boy, boy
Bad girl wants a bad, bad, bad,ba, ba, ba, ba, bad boy
Baby took the bait, she wanna go in a private room
I don't want another date, take
make it clap, make it
Jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle,
Make it clap, make it clap, make it clap, make it
That girl hella bad, I wanna pop hella bad
lady
So imma put this girl on safety (Safety)
Keep her by my side til we're eighty (Til we eighty)
Forget these others dude they shady
Baby come with me
and save the planet and girl
My vision sense, pathetic, worthless and that's what I see
Like every bad guy says, wait til they get a load of me
So ready
probably be my baby, baby
I know that it's wrong but no one can save me
He's walked with the past
Love of the fast
Girls in the fast lane
His knuckles
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by the name, Lois Lane"
"And you could be my boyfriend,
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by the name, Lois Lane"
"And you could be my boyfriend,
wit the tooly all up on me
Just incase he try we kill him and all his homies
I don't want no friends i rather be by my lonely
Yea you got the juice baby
down on my knees to ya, Magdalena! I wantcha ta walk back to me, baby,
I wantcha to turn around by the Sparkletts machine.
That's it! That's it! In
Passin around the Cosmo, wearin out the cell phone,
Make it to the beach by ten.
Flip flops and lip gloss, bikini tops and cut offs,
Baby let the games
Our love is drifting, baby, I can see it day by day
Our love is drifting, baby, I can see it day by day
I know you don't care now, little baby, but I
back it up little bitch
Back it up back it up back it up little bitch
Baby back it up
Baby back it up yeah
Bad bitch bad bitch back it up yeah
Back it up
Pretty little thing
I'm not just trying to get inside you (Speroachbeatz)
(R2bees o) Oya ropom abada rapam
Babam oh baby girl run come sit come
Little demon girl
Little demon girl
Little demon girl
Horns and batwings
She's my little demon girl
Pretty bad thing
Sorry y'all I seent her first
Girl! I'm about to make your body glow
Feeling the flow
I'll never let go
From the window to the wall
Until we can't no more
Little by little and piece by
Money
Baby I want you
Bad like miss Campbell Baby I want you
Bad bad bad bad
Baby I want you
Bad like miss bassist Baby I want you bad
Baby I want
the fuck would you give a gun to R kelly?
Knowin' huggin' little girls was the
Only time he squeeze 8s
I bet you he ain't want that 38
Or that 40 cal filled
sneeze
All alone, just you and me by the palm trees (Let's take a trip)
Right by sea baby girl wan' feel the breeze
R.I.P. it's true death really comes in
(Eeee)
That makes a bad man sing)
When she pass by and say hi
(I wish she could be mine)
That fine girl
That kind girl
(Eeee)
(That makes a bad man sing)
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