(You got that super bass) Can't you hear that boom, boom-badoom boom, boom badoom-boom? Boom-badoom boom, boom badoom-boom? Boy, you got my heartbeat runnin' away Beating like a drum and it's coming your way (Yeah that's the super bass) Boom, boom, boom,

I got a bad idea Forget about it, yeah, forget about him, yeah Forget about me I got a bad idea (Uh-huh) How 'bout we take a little bit of time away? Forget about me (Are you done?) Wishin' you would come and save me 'Cause I don't wanna roll with it

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

What's understood ain't gotta be explained Baby you understand me now If sometimes you see that I'm mad Don't you know no one alive can always be an angel When everything goes wrong, you see some bad But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good Oh lord

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

'cause if you want to run cool On heavy, heavy fuel If you want to run cool Yes if you want to run cool, you got to run Last time I was sober, man I felt bad Worst hangover that I ever had It took six hamburgers and scotch all night Nicotine for

Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game livin' in the fast lane, I'm for real How do you want it? How does it feel? How do you want it? How do you feel? Love the way you activate your hips and push your ass out Got a nigga wantin' it so bad I'm bout to

I'm a poor man's son (Poor man's son, workin' all night long) And though the fortunes of our fathers We aspire to rise above When you're born into a breed you're signed in blood I'm a poor man's son, workin all night long Got a bad guitar and a simple

We got that bad love, but it taste like medicine I never had love, so I learned to settle quick I guess I never thought I'd have to choose Between paradise and you And now I'm free, I'm free, yeah Now I'm free I still creep on your 'Gram, oh See you with

You are your own worst enemy So what ails you is what impales you I am my own worst enemy You're a victim of the system I've got a really bad disease It's got me begging On my hands and knees