You get one shot, don't fuck it up, turn to my enemy I can't feel your vibe if you telling lies, that's not my energy Girl, that's not my energy, so get the fuck away from me I like good girls, these bad girls, they not meant for me (nah) I like good

Roc me out, on the floor So give it to me like I want it This is for your eyes on it Roc me out, back and forth Give it to me like I need it You know how to make me feel it Roc me out, more and more I've been a bad girl, daddy Won't you come get me?

Whatever's gonna get you feeling right Girl, we're gonna find it tonight Whatever gets you moving Gets you grooving Gets you fired up We're gonna get it If you really want it bad enough Yeah, we're gonna chase it Get all crazy

Got a real bad case of restless As I pace around my room The old urge has started stirring Must be the power of the moon Been feeling, oh, so nervous Since my loving's turned to mud And I hear that night wind howlin' It's time to find new blood, new

We ain't supposed to love like that (We ain't supposed to love like that) What are we doing? Why do I feel good doing something so bad? Okay, okay it's my birthday, everyone left Role play, we could stop the role play, everyone left I'm making love to

H-Town got me feeling so throwed Spit fire and the world so cold Don’t, don’t play with her don’t be dishonest Aye, still not understanding this logic Aye, I’m back and I’m better I want you bad as ever Don’t let me just let up I want to give you better

I know who you are, and I know what you're feelin' You know it's good Your environment seems to get brighter And the situation doesn't seem that bad Can you imagine this started with a lighter? Bad day, at work, crazy boss, crazy or worse Finger,

And it sure feels right It feels like a struck match kissing gasoline It feels a little better than it ever has It sure feels good, baby let’s be bad I feel your heart, I feel you there When they get a little tipsy Corona cold in your hand, your brushed

It begins to tell, 'round midnight, midnight. I do pretty well, till after sundown, Suppertime I'm feelin' sad; But it really gets bad, 'round midnight. Memories always start 'round midnight Haven't got the heart to stand those memories, When my heart is

So what if I wake up with a attitude? You assuming that I must be mad at you You don't wanna deal with it, deal with it You gotta be real with, real with it You wanna leave but you're just in your feels With that good bad behaviour (good good good, good