100 lyrics for "So bad, so bad"

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
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Somebody, been sleeping in my bed (That's a bad thing to say but I think it's true) I know I should have been there but I was someplace else instead (Yes, and that's what makes it so bad) I had myself a real good woman, to hear my every call
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Yeah I said so, so who drove him? That shit crazy, man Who drove him to the hospital? 'Cause I'm in here trying to make a love song and shit Like I get this bad news I just got the call before I heard the beat They just shot my dog like why it had to be
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Let's cry for this bad man Well, you treat me right baby, I'll treat you right That's the way it's supposed to be I put my faith down in my friend And he almost put an end to me I wrote a song for the bad man Well he walks so tall to be so small Never
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It's alright Don't forget your second wind You're only human Sooner or later you'll feel that momentum kick in You're having a hard time and lately you don't feel so good You're getting a bad reputation in your neighborhood Sometimes that's what it takes
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Dragon days And the fire's hot Like the desert needs water I need you a lot I need to be saved I'm missin' you (And the days drag on and on) I need you a lot, I need you so bad Like a damsel in distress
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I'm just sayin', you could do better I'm just sayin' you could do better And I'll start hatin', only if you make me Fuck that nigga that you love so bad I know you still think about the times we had I say fuck that nigga that you think you found (Are you
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The way she throw it back it make you stutter when you hit I can't even lie, that bitch so bad lil mama so thick I can't even lie, that bitch so bad, lil mama so thick I'm just tryna fight it off, ain't tryna nut too quick She make me wanna take her,
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All inhale the downward spiral Just aim and end another But think, as I rape your mother In the most desolate corner A bad case of the urban blues Another brick in the living shadow Hey, get in line for tragic Let us dance to the pistol magic Another
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