Bad Boy

I'm a bad boy doin' good things Got a lemonade with chicken wings With a bad bitch and she quite thick So I might just cop myself a chain tonight Slim shawty with a tank top I'ma, let her munch it on my cake pop, yeah-yeah Yung Bae will make a hit drop So I might just take your woman for a night Everybody in the whole building I said, everybody in the whole building Come on, follow along, feel the groove And get yourself to move Get your ass to the dance floor I said, get your ass to the dance floor Come on, follow along, feel the groove, yeah There's no one to fool Pick a girl, pick a boy, spin around, like a toy Grab 'em hands, put 'em close, push 'em back, do the most I said, pick a girl (come on) Pick a boy (come on), spin around (come on), like a toy I said, grab 'em hands (come on) Put 'em close (come on), push 'em back (come on), do the most (let's go) In Camaro whip on the side Damn, I'm looking fly, baby, no money Young baby, young fire 30 minute hits, yeah, why would I lie? Pop all night, we pacify Crazy bad girls in my sight Think I need to try Confidence is peaking, I'm a really nice guy As I find litty, yo girl, you wanna try Can't you feel these vibes tonight Everybody in the whole building I said, everybody in the whole building Come on, follow along, feel the groove And get yourself to move Get your ass to the dance floor I said, get your ass to the dance floor Come on, follow along, feel the groove There's no one to fool Pick a girl, pick a boy, spin around like a toy Grab 'em hands, put 'em close, push 'em back, do the most I said, pick a girl (come on) Pick a boy (come on), spin around (come on), like a toy I said, grab 'em hands (come on) Put 'em close (come on), push 'em back (come on), do the most Let's go, pick a girl (come on) Pick a boy (come on), spin around (come on), like a toy I said, grab 'em hands (come on) Put 'em close (come on), push 'em back (come on), do the most (Billy) bring a girl, she my world Got a dancer, come on, make her twirl I been, doin' things all y'all couldn't dream of I just made another song for the people Dancing, romancing Turnt up, blacked out in a mansion Got the money, so the drinks on me Got the honey, so the bees on me Drip like a faucet, yeah, Billy saucing Three gold chains, give me cold Steve Austin And I'm lit, don't care about tomorrow Me and a couple girls headed to the condo Baby no money, got the bag And Yung Bae chillin', he be running up the Benz Flexed on my ex, got me feeling like the man And all I ever do is drop hits, that's the plan (Billy)