Special Kind of Bad
Lyrics
You're a special kind of bad, special kind of bad (Bad)
You're a special kind of bad with a perfect ass
You're a special kind of bad, special kind of bad
You're a special kind of bad with a perfect ass
Don't let me get in the way, you're a runaway train
I just wanna hitch a ride, baby, then I'm on the way
You got daddy issues, I got daddy issues
Let's go get a bottle and see what it will do
Mama told you not to jump, mama ain't the only one
But I give you parachutes, I just wanna have some fun
Takeoff on the dirt runway, no concrete
Your chaos is the only way to my peace
I've got no sympathy for your love
I'd be your victim too, and I do it just because
I'd rather be bit by that outfit, you look so sick, I'm drugged
I'd rather be lit by your nonsense then to sit here unplugged
You're a special kind of bad, special kind of bad (Bad)
You're a special kind of bad with a perfect ass
You're a special kind of bad, special kind of bad
You're a special kind of bad with a perfect ass
Hold me underwater 'til I'm drownin' for you, soakin' wet
Tell me you ain't done with me, tell me it ain't over yet
Got me lookin' for the chains and whips, I wanna show respect
Tie me to your fever, wanna show you just how cold I get
Woke up to my dark side, caught the bitch in all black
Tattoo me with fingernails, tell me not to call back
Told you that I cut deep, don't act like you love me
I just want the success, show me in the front seat
You're a special kind of bad, special kind of bad (Bad)
You're a special kind of bad with a perfect ass
You're a special kind of bad, special kind of bad
You're a special kind of bad with a perfect ass
I've got no sympathy for your love
I'd be your victim too, and I do it just because
I'd rather be bit by that outfit, you look so sick, I'm drugged
I'd rather be lit by your nonsense then to sit here unplugged
Tried to tell you I'm a No Limit Soldier, bitch
Keep you up all night on the sofa, bitch
Got that big bank, help you reach your quota, bitch
Bought you White Castle and a small soda, bitch
Tried to tell you I'm a No Limit Soldier, bitch
Keep you up all night on the sofa, bitch
Got that big bank, help you reach your quota, bitch
Bought you White Castle and a small soda, bitch
Tried to tell you I'm a No Limit Soldier, bitch
Writer(s): Ganniin Arnold, James Scheffer, Jonathan Colon, Michael Atha
Copyright(s): Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
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