Got a good thing goin' with a bad bitch You know who to call when you need it Wish I had another you, I'm greedy Sometimes like that nigga get greedy Got damn I fell in love with a bad bitch You know that every time you leave me Even though I know how

Take it out on me And put your lips on mine Let me take his wrong And make it right this time Yeah, you can just come over You ain't gotta call You always got a shoulder anytime it all goes bad When you're 'bout to break When you're mad as hell

Porque si tu no la atiendes Y nosotros que andamos cazando En la calle entonamos un siendo peliculón-lón-lón Ella buscará otra cita la la Tu eras aburri'o como un Lunes Yo la motivo como un Sábado Sigue sa-sa Sábado Es Sábado y anda maquilla' Y con sus

1 am, we probably be at the club 2 am, we probably leaving the club All the bad bitches, yeah, they leaving with us Pull up, Lamborghini, got them eating the dust, oh Lord Bad bitch (hold up), that's a bad bitch (hold up) They call me lil' fish 'cause I

We can send this bitch up, it can't go down Memories don't live like people do They always 'member you Whether things are good or bad It's just the memories that you have Reliving the past Rock star bitch call me Elvis M.O.B, she call me selfish

We were wannabe rebels that didn't have a clue In our rock n roll tee shirts and our typically bad attitudes Had no excuses for the things that we'd done We were brave, we were crazy, we were mostly Man I don't know where the time goes Young, young But

If you're gonna do it, do it right (right) Do it with me Baby, I'm your man Call me good Call me bad Call me anything you want to baby But I know that you're sad And I know I'll make you happy

Take it out on me And put your lips on mine Let me take his wrong And make it right this time Yeah, you can just come over You ain't gotta call You always got a shoulder anytime it all goes bad When you're 'bout to break When you're mad as hell

Always gettin' in trouble And leaving little girls who hate to see me go 'Cuz I'm bad news, everywhere I go Ha ha ha come on bad news ha ha Well bad news travels like wildfire, good news travels slow They call me Ol' Wildfire, 'cuz everybody knows That

I don't think so I don't feel so bad Wake up call Caught you in the morning with another one in my bed Don't you care about me anymore? Don't you care about me? Six foot tall Came without a warning, so I had to shoot him dead He won't come around here