I guess, I mean, I know It's kind of bad Naughty, for you Waiting, watching, fantasizing So you like what you see?
Could say I didn't like it but I did Guess I wasn't raised right Mumsy made a naughty kid Daddy raised a wild one Daddy raised a fiend Pulling up on bitches every chance I get Villain of the scene I don't need a crew, I don't need a team (Warming up) Giving energy, hotter than a flicky to your neck I'm an enemy (I'm an enemy)
Only got a bad side Get to know that side of me We can mash work if you're feeling mean Coming like a thug from the bed to the street Keep it certy 24 7 days of the week I don't know better, I can't really tell Why ride with the devil when I could give you hell?
"Did you use me? Get in my head? " That's what they'll say When they find out Are my secrets safe with you? What's too good, too easy, too sweet? Come find me I'm free, at 3
I see you creep, I can creep too I do every time You're too busy on the low, you don't see that I get mine Come and get it too If you want it, you can have it more Tryna get got, but you man never fail to fall And you're trying to teach tricks But I guess I'm really too young Can't get a grip When you see me, you just play dumb (I'm an enemy) If I was you, if you was me Would you run or would you flee? Ten toes to your hoes, who wait up when I'm asleep (Bad, naughty Like what you see?)
I don't know better, I can't really tell Why ride with the devil when I can give you hell?
Compositores: Doyelle Mitchell (PRS), Navarrete Salvador (Sega Bodega) (PRS)Editor: BMG Rights Management (PRS)ECAD verificado obra #28997393 em 21/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM