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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lisa "Left Eye" Lopes
Lisa "Left Eye" Lopes
Vocals
Tionne "T-Boz" Watkins
Tionne "T-Boz" Watkins
Vocals
Mike Scott
Mike Scott
Guitar
Alex Richbourg
Alex Richbourg
Programming
Chilli
Chilli
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Harold Brown
Harold Brown
Songwriter
Morris Dickerson
Morris Dickerson
Songwriter
Terry Lewis
Terry Lewis
Songwriter
Leroy Jordan
Leroy Jordan
Songwriter
Pete Bellotte
Pete Bellotte
Songwriter
Lisa "Left Eye" Lopes
Lisa "Left Eye" Lopes
Songwriter
Marshall Lorenzo Martin
Marshall Lorenzo Martin
Songwriter
Charles Miller
Charles Miller
Songwriter
Giorgio Moroder
Giorgio Moroder
Songwriter
Lee Oskar
Lee Oskar
Songwriter
Howard Scott
Howard Scott
Songwriter
Donna Summer
Donna Summer
Songwriter
Tony Tolbert
Tony Tolbert
Songwriter
Tionne "T-Boz" Watkins
Tionne "T-Boz" Watkins
Songwriter
James Harris
James Harris
Songwriter
Lonnie Jordan
Lonnie Jordan
Songwriter
Papa Dee Allen
Papa Dee Allen
Songwriter
Sylvester Allen
Sylvester Allen
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Terry Lewis
Terry Lewis
Producer
Steve Hodge
Steve Hodge
Mixing Engineer
Xavier Smith
Xavier Smith
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Jimmy Jam
Jimmy Jam
Producer
Herb Powers
Herb Powers
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Uh
[Verse 1]
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
It's not for me (It's not for me)
(Hahaha, jam, check it)
[Refrain]
I need a crump, tight ****, make seven figures
Laced with the platinum, not the silver shit, ****
Exhale cigar, ten-inch or bigger
Know how to lick it and stick it, what, what
Now, don't get me wrong 'cause I'm not a ho (Uh, right?)
But I know what I got, you can't handle though ('Cause what?)
'Cause only real ****–, what? You don't know
So what you gon' do? What you gonna do? (Wha-wha-wha)
[Chorus]
****, you must be crazy (That's right)
What you gonna do with a bitch like me? (Like me)
I'm so good at bein' bad, I'm the best you never had (Uh-huh, right?)
I epitomize the word sexy (Sexy, yeah)
****, you must be crazy (Uh-huh)
Whatcha gonna do with a bitch like me? (That's right)
You're not so tight (Woo), make you come all night (Haha)
And you can't handle me, baby (Uh)
[Verse 2]
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 (I guess I)
The flowers (Huh?), the candy (What?)
The diamonds (Oh, no, not the diamonds)
Oh, hell, no, wait a min', I'ma keep that (You better keep it, girl)
Hope that you don't mind
I'm not the mushy kind (The mushy kind)
(Never been, never will)
Ah, check it
[Refrain]
I need a crump, tight ****, make seven figures
Laced with the platinum, not the silver shit, ****
Exhale cigar, ten-inch or bigger
Know how to lick it and stick it, what, what
Now, don't get me wrong 'cause I'm not a ho (Uh, right?)
But I know what I got, you can't handle though ('Cause what?)
'Cause only real ****–, what? You don't know
So what you gon' do? What you gonna do? (What you gon', gon' do?)
[Chorus]
****, you must be crazy (Right)
What you gonna do with a bitch like me? (Like me)
I'm so good at bein' bad, I'm the best you never had (What?)
I epitomize the word sexy (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
****, you must be crazy (Uh-huh, crazy)
Whatcha gonna do with a bitch like me? (Like me)
You're not so tight, make you come all night
And you can't handle me, baby (Can't handle it)
[Bridge]
When I'm all alone, I touch myself
And I always dream 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
[Verse 3]
Uh, I understand you want a tour of what's inside
Read my safety guide before I take you on this ride
Straight into the center, you enter my dimension
The question is protection, selected in my session (Session)
I'm on a quest, I will not rest 'til I break it
But if it's naked?
I'll take it with the batteries and fake it (Fake it)
'Cause I gotta get mine and you gotta get yours
But never endin' it by sendin' it through shaky doors
You must be crazy to think that you can hang with me
I try to escape the imprisonment of those defiant to me
The epitome of your every dream it seems to fied
For intangible fantasies, you know what I mean?
[Chorus]
****, you must be crazy (Haha, right?)
What you gonna do with a bitch like me? (Like me)
I'm so good at being bad (What you gon' do?)
I'm the best you never had (What you gon' do?)
I epitomize the word sexy (Yeah)
****, you must be crazy (What you gon' do? Crazy)
What you gonna do with a bitch like me? (Like me)
You're not so tight (Gon' do), make you come all night (What you gon' gon' do?)
And you can't handle me, baby (Uh, can't handle it)
****, you must be crazy (Watch out there now, haha)
What you gonna do with a bitch like me? (Watch out there now)
I'm so good at being bad (What? Uh)
I'm the best you never had (Come on Right)
I epitomize the word sexy (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
****, you must be crazy (Yeah, yeah, what? What?)
Whatcha gonna do with a bitch like me? (What? What? Wha-what)
You're not so tight (Woo), make you come all night (Watch out)
And you can't handle me, baby (Uh, can't handle it)
[Outro]
That's right
Watch out there now, you can't handle it
Huh-huh, said, what you gonna do?
What you gonna do with a bitch, a bitch like me ****? Huh?
A bitch like me ****, what?
A bitch like me, a bitch like moi
Ah, that's a rap, baby
Written by: Charles Miller, Donna Summer, Giorgio Moroder, Harold Brown, Howard Scott, Jimmy Jam, Lee Oskar, Leroy Jordan, Lisa "Left Eye" Lopes, Marshall Lorenzo Martin, Morris Dickerson, Pete Bellotte, Sylverster Allen, Terry Lewis, Tionne "T-Boz" Watkins, Tony Tolbert
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