Party people, in the place to be, it's about that time What you know about going out, head west, red legs, tv's all up in the headrest Try and live it up, ride you a bigger truck, peace all glittered up Stick a kit and work your butt, jig with a cut, sip crisp, spit it out Ride, get your nut, till I can't get it up I'm a big man, get a slim room, I done hit everything from Cancun to Grand Tum Why you standin' on the wall, hand on your... Lightin' up drugs, always fightin' in the club I'm the reason they made the dress cold They figure out what and why when I'm in my fresh clothes Dress as I suppose, from my neck to my toes Neck full of gold, with... in my rose Rec shows, collect those, extra O's Boutta eat, get a key to the Lex to hold East, west, every state, come on, bury the hate Millions, the only thing we in the hurry to make Whether from the ex-friend, intellect or a binge Let's begin, bring this BS to an end Bad, bad, bad, bad boy You make me feel so good You know you make me feel so good You know you make me feel so good Bad, bad, bad, bad boy I wouldn't change you if I could I wouldn't change you if I could I wouldn't change you if I could You can't understand, we be wild kiki Sippin' DP, till the TV look 3D Little kids see me, way out in DC With a Z3, chrome BBs, they wanna be me Talkin' s***, they ought to quit, unfortunate They don't see a fourth what I get And those be the same ones walkin' where I whip Just started seein' cars, cause they auction it So why you daydream? My Mercedes gleam, and I deal with s*** Opposing Maybelline, one time you had it all I ain't mad at y'all, now give me the catalog I show y'all daddy ball, six cars Empowered of five big stars Sit up CEO style, smokin' on cigars It's like y'all be talkin' funny I don't understand language of people with short money Bad, bad, bad, bad boy You make me feel so good You know you make me feel so good You know you make me feel so good Bad, bad, bad, bad boy I wouldn't change you if I could I wouldn't change you if I could I wouldn't change you if I could Do maids got the ladies? Do pups drive Mercedes? Take hits from the eighties? But do it sound so crazy? With me personally, it's nothin' personal I do what work for me, you do what work for you And I dress with what I was blessed with Never been arrested for nothin' domestic And I chill the way you met me With a jet ski, a tattoo, an Essie Smoked my Nestle, no mad rap Asked Kat where my check be Problem with y'all, I said directly Went from hard to sweet, starved to eat From no lawless shows to menage a suite Now I be the cat, that be hard to meet Get s*** from girls that used to hardly speak Bad, bad, bad, bad boy You make me feel so good Bad, bad, bad, bad boy I wouldn't change you if I could Bad, bad, bad, bad boy You make me feel so good Bad, bad, bad, bad boy I wouldn't change you if I could