I love bad boys that's my fucking problem, yeah I like to fuck, I got a fucking problem x3
If finding somebody real is your fucking problem bring your boys to the crib maybe we can solve it.
Hold up, bitches simmer down, taking hella long boy give it to me now, I'll make that thing pop like a semi or a nine oh baby make it raw with that shimmy, shimmy aye. Hey bitch, get like me, never met a mother fucker fresh like me, hold on and I might just be the girl that you fall for, bitches love me, because I'm a singer, singer, singer, who makes the boys lips quiver, jaws drop when I'm here they think I can't deliver, baby I can show you things that you never heard of, boy let me teach ya, don't tell anyone though, I'm not the kind of girl that gets it all on show, just a woman's got needs and boy we both know that you got that flow so you know, you know, you know, I beast.
I love bad boys that's my fucking problem, yeah I like to fuck, I got a fucking problem x3
If finding somebody real is your fucking problem bring your boys to the crib maybe we can solve it.
You know I love it when this beat is on, make you think about all the females you've been leading on, makes me think about all the men that I've been feeding on, got a feeling that's the same shit that we're speaking of, no word. Ain't heard my album? Who you sleeping on, you should print the lyrics out and have a fucking read-a-long Ain't a fucking sing-a-long unless you brought the weed along then just... Okay, okay, then just- drop down and get your eagle on, I've heard you talk big now it's time to lay it on, We've been talking too much shit boy this chat is long, time to change the tempo up baby, why don't you bring it on? You've been waiting all night trying to get me alone, I've been waiting for the word so you'll take me home, yes lord, I don't really say this often but enough shit talking show me some action, I beast.
I love bad boys that's my fucking problem, yeah I like to fuck, I got a fucking problem x3
If finding somebody real is your fucking problem bring your boys to the crib maybe we can solve it.
Yeah hoe it's the finale, this pep talk turned into a pep rally, said he's from the hood but he lives inside the valley, now he vaca'ed in London but he's going back to Cali oh, got your boy on my line, world on my line, irony I fucked them at the same damn time, he's eyeing me like a girl don't exist, boy I know you want these tits, my name is Georgina Revell, keep an eye out I am running this show, keeping this bad boys in line don't you know, teasing these boys until they can't take no more, hold 'em off, hey boy you got a long way, don't get involved listen what the crystal ball say, Halle Berry, hallelujah, holla back I'll do ya, beast.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
