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Ooh That's right Okay Yeah, let's go Don't buy me no ring See I got my own (Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na) All the finer things Dipping head to toe (Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na) They wanna be me Or wanna be mine (Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na) But I just brush 'em off 'Cause I ain't got the time I'll let you hold me You don't control me You want it bad, bad, bad Want it bad, bad, bad Keeping you waitin' Special occasion Oh, are you mad, mad, mad? Are you mad? You must not know who you're dealing with Tell 'em All the boys' necks break When they look at me 'Cause my shape too bomb Call it TNT Yeah, I got it from my mama Thank G-O-D I'm a bad little thing And I ain't sorry All the boys' necks break When they look at me 'Cause my shape too bomb Call it TNT Yeah, I got it from my mama Thank G-O-D I'm a bad little thing And I ain't sorry Everything is real But you don't get to touch (no, no) (Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na) Walking in these heels I can't help but stunt (Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na) They wanna be me Or wanna be mine (Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na) They don't pay my bills I pay 'em on my own I'll let you hold me You don't control me You want it bad, bad, bad Want it bad, bad, bad Keeping you waiting Special occasion Oh, are you mad, mad, mad? Are you mad? (Are you mad?) You must not know who you're dealing with Tell 'em All the boys' necks break When they look at me *when they look at me) 'Cause my shape too bomb Call it TNT Yeah, I got it from my mama Thank G-O-D I'm a bad little thing And I ain't sorry All the boys' necks break When they look at me (yeah, yeah) 'Cause my shape too bomb Call it TNT Yeah, I got it from my mama Thank G-O-D I'm a bad little thing And I ain't sorry (no)
Writer(s): James Abrahart, Sam Martin, Samuel Ahana, Nate Merchant, Casey Cathleen Smith Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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