Love yuh bad Girl ya good body drive me mad Swear to God Baby you are my love for life My queen, my wife, my barbie doll Drive me mad Pay fi you visa

This song's for you There's a million pretty girls all over Come on, eh, eh, eh What I gotta do to get you into my life? I could be your bad boy or baby I could be nice I would give you all the stars If you give me the night Been all around the world And

Little bad girl, go little bad girl, Little bad girl, go little bad girl I just like put my hands up in the 'er Look at her go on the dance floor She's amazing, on the dance floor When she moves God I want more Keep it going girl cause you're the best

Swing it around, I'ma go go go Drop down, pick it up up up Saw bad when I told her bring it here You're running me dry Oh girl, you're running me dry Cried my last tear drop Drop that, down, I'ma pick it up up up Oh, you tryna roll Oh, you're the reason

Girl you know we got the time Got that pussy on my mind Later on, what are we doing? I know you're ready, show that ass Girl you looking so bad, getting horny watching you do it I wanna see a whole lot of licking, that's a memory (Yeah, bet I make that

Shawty, heard you bad, word? So profane Somethin' like a bad, word, want your love Call me when you can, girl Goin' up, goin' down, in and out, turn around Love you the way you movin' now I might be insane, yeah But I love the pain, yeah Feel it in the

I'm a bad bad girl I'm a bad girlfriend I'm a, I'm a, I'm a I'm a, I'm a Girlfriend, yeah Girlfriend (but you already knew that) I do some shit you can't forgive You tell me your birthday I forgot again

Your bad ass ain't getting nothing for Christmas (ain't getting none) Your bad ass ain't getting nothing for Christmas (not none) Your bad ass ain't getting nothing for Christmas (freaky girl, ayy, freaky girl) Your bad ass ain't getting nothing for

Girl you really got me bad You really got me bad I'm gonna get you back Gonna get you back I am in misery There ain't nobody Who can comfort me Why won't you answer me?

Bad bitch, girl I think I might get used to you I'mma have to take your number when I'm through with you All I ask of you is try to earn my memory Make me remember you like you remember me Good to you She's about to earn some bragging rights I'm 'bout to