Bad - Remix

Original

Heard about you.

You heard about me.

Yeah.

Why?

-'Cause I have some issues. -Why? Why? Why?

Back atcha.

-Bad girls.

-Is it bad that- -Why? -I never made love? No, I never did.

I -never did. But I sure know how to fuck. -I want you to.

-I'll be a bad girl. -Why?

I'll prove it to you. I'll prove it to you.

Can't promise that- -Promise that -I'll be good to you.

'Cause I have some -issues. -Why?

-I won't commit. Uh, not having it.

-The type of special type of girl, let me -get this.

-But at least I can admit that I'll -be bad not to you. -Full on the chains.

-Yeah, I be good in bed. -Ooh.

-But I'll be bad to you. Bad that- -Work.

-I never made love. -I, I, I think you gifted too, baby.

-But I sure know how to fuck. -Yeah, hold up. Bad girls ain't no good.

-And the good girls ain't no fun. Look. -And the bad girls want a real nigga.

-Yeah, 'cause real niggas just run. -Right.

So it seems that we caught up in the wrong thing.

Got a thing for a queen with no -one to lead.

You gotta- -Got a thing for a king, but you want a -king -Seems like the ones who roam never got a ring.

And I can see that you're- -Bad not to you -Yeah, in the literal sense.

I mean the physical sense. I mean the oops, wait. Baby, give me a second.

I need a minute to bend.

I'm only telling you that I heard you- -Bad girl -And I'm telling you I can believe that.

Not the type of fella to yell or be getting jealous, but we talking about game while they at their league pass. We at that bed, floor, couch. Hold up.

-Loud, pat, boy, roll up. -You know what? What's up?

-What's up?

-Forget it, 'cause all the bad girls always -unapologetic.

-Is it bad that- -Why? -I never made love? No, I never did.

I never did. But I sure know how to fuck.

-I'll be a bad girl. -Why?

I'll prove it to you. I'll prove it to you.

Can't promise that- -Promise that -I'll be good to you.

'Cause I have some -issues. -Why?

I won't commit. Uh, not having it.

But at least I can admit that I'll be bad -not to you. -Uh.

-To you. Yeah, I be good in bed. -Hold up. Yeah.

-But I'll be bad to you. -Look, she hurt feelings.

-Why? -She ain't wrong.

-Why? -She work hard.

-Why? -She play harder.

Got a smart mouth like a speed fly. She don't catch feelings, she's too busy catching G5.

She no saint, except Saint Laurent. Go and blaze out, take the wheel, ja.

-How? -And Rihanna got these women in they Rivers

Island. I'm just tryna take a dip, yah. Never disturb with bullshit, yah.

-Why? -Never concerned, she tryna live it out.

-Why? -No more sucker for love.

She probably ducking because you try to follow your gut feeling, you get lost.

-'Cause I have- -Some issues, yeah, and I noticed it.

You got the coldest cortisone, but warmer skin. You froze with it.

You tryna play yourself and Robbie Scorpio. Get over here today.

Smelling like Jean Paul, got the ye. Got about three friends, she don't even tweet them.

And no IG, but if she follow Kenny. Yeah, we at that bed, floor, couch. Hold up.

-Loud, pat, boy, roll up. -You know what? What's up?

-What's up?

-Forget it, all these bad bitches always -unapologetic.

-Is it bad that- -Why? -I never made love? No, I never did.

-Ooh. -I never did. But I sure know how to fuck.

-I'll be a bad girl. -Why?

I'll prove it to you. I'll prove it to you.

Can't promise that- -Promise that -I'll be good to you.

'Cause I have some issues.

-Why? -I won't commit. Uh, not having it.

But at least I can admit that I'll be bad not to you. To you.

Yeah, I be good in bed. But I'll be bad to you