Im Good @ Being Bad

Sunny days Birds singin' sweet soundin' songs of love (That's so pretty girl) As we walk hand in hand Just kickin' up sand As the ocean laps at our feet (ooh) I'm in your arms And all of your charms are for me (Not for me) Check it

I need a crunk tight nigga Makes seven figgas Laced with a platinum Not the silver shit nigga And still seek her Ten inch or bigga Know how to lick it and stick it Wha wha

Now don't get me wrong cuz I'm not a ho But I know what I got you can't handle though Cuz only real niggas (wha) You don't know So what you gon' do What you gonna do (wha wha wha)

Chorus: Nigga you must be crazy What you gonna do with a bitch like me I'm so good at being bad I'm the bitch you never had I epitomize the word sexy Nigga you must be crazy What you gonna do with a bitch like me Door knock so tight Make ya cum all night And you can't handle me Baby

I love to love ya baby I love to love ya baby I (yeah) love to love ya baby Ooooh love to love ya baby

Sorry I turned you out (you out) I guess I didn't know That a man could be so soft (hmm) Well I guess I have to give you back The flowers, the candy (what?) The diamonds (Oh no, not the diamonds) Oh, hell no, wait a minute.... I'ma keep that (Better keep it girl) Hope that you don't mind I'm not the mushy kind The mushy kind......... Unh, check it

I need a crunk tight nigga Makes seven figgas Laced with a platinum Not the silver shit nigga And still seek her Ten inch or bigga And lick it from the back type nigga

Now don't get me wrong cuz I'm not a ho But I know what I got you can't handle though Cuz only real niggas (wha) You don't know So what you gon' do What you gon' gon' do (wha wha wha)

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I love to love ya baby I love to love ya baby I (yeah) love to love ya baby Ooooh love to love ya baby

When I'm all alone I touch myself And I always dreamed about someone else Who was so much more than La la la la la A good man is so hard to find Well, actually, a hard man is so good to find Yo, yeah baby!

Unh I understand you want a tour of what's inside Be my safety guide before I take you on this ride Straight into the center You enter my dimension No question is protection Selected in my session I'm on a quest I will not rest till I break it But if it's naked I'll take it with the batteries and bake it Cuz I gotta get mine and you gotta get yours But never endin it by sendin it and shut the door You must be crazy to think That you can hang with me I try to escape the inprisonment of those defyin' to me The epitome of your every dream it seems to me For intangible fantasy You know what I mean

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I love to love ya baby I love to love ya baby I (yeah) love to love ya baby Ooooh love to love ya baby

Ha ha ha ha ha That's right Watch out there now You can't handle me Huh huh So what you gonna do What you gonna do wit a bitch A bitch like me nigga (huh) A bitch like me nigga (what) A bitch like me A bitch like mua!

(James Harris III, Terry Lewis, Tony Tolbert, Tionne "T-Boz" Watkins, Lisa Lopes/Marshall Lorenzo Martin/ Giorgio Monoder, Pete Bellotte, Donna Summer, Morris Dickerson, Charles Miller, Sylvester Allen, Harold Brown, Howard Scott, Lee Oskar, Leroy Jordan) 1998 EMI April Music/Flyte Times, Ella & Gene's Son's Music, Brung Girl Music (ASCAP), U.N.I. Publishing, Inc, (ASCAP)/Rick's Music, Inc., Budde Songs, Inc. (BME) Sweet Summer Night Music, Far Out Music, adminstered by PolyGram International Publishing, Inc. (ASCAP)