Lyrics

Baby, all you mad at me, all you mad at me
No one else can get it right, no one else
Your friends say I'm bad for you, bad for you
But you keep coming back for more
Come push your lips up on my face
I love the taste, it's hard to leave you alone
No one could come close, come close
You keep coming back for more
She a badita, she a badino
Her silhouette's very appealing
She don't care about man and his feelings
She wants back shots and tequila
You gon' learn today
I'ma do you the worst way
Feelin' her deep diving out
She make her time wait
Show me her energy, I'll match it
If you're afraid of that, then I'll catch it
I just wanna show you off now
Never meant to ignore you
Baby, you know you're my go-to
But you air in my blues when I phone you
I only got eyes for you
How many more times can I show you?
Baby, are you mad at me?
No one else can get it right, no one else
Your friends say I'm bad for you
But you keep coming back for more
Come push your lips up on my face
I love the taste
It's hard to leave you alone
No one could come close
Keep coming back for more
I get the picture, she ain't on Insta
So when I call her, she picks out instantly
I put my all in, she keeps on fallin' for me like Alicia Keys
I wanna bait, I stay low-key, I don't wanna end up on TMZ
I wanna miss, independent, can't label her 'cause she ain't no BMG
Hopped in the Benz, she's still in my bed, said wait, they're BRB
Cover up when I hit these fucks 'cause I ain't no scrub like TLC
Not saying she a hoe, but after the show, we're on the same frequency
She wanna lock me down, throw away the key like the guys in H and B
Baby, are you mad at me?
No one else can get it right, no one else
Your friends say I'm bad for you
But you keep coming back for more
Come push your lips up on my face
I love the taste
It's hard to leave you alone
No one could come close
Keep coming back for more
Written by: Alfred James Millar, Costadinos Contostavlos, Siavash Khatiri
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