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Born in the 90’s
But I got raised in the noughties
They told my Marge I was good in school but sometimes naughty
Who else calls me naughty naughty
Oh my sweet one shawty
I told her come over over like it’s walkie talkie
I was acting bad boy bad boy
And she almost caught me
I said you gotta believe my story
I’m swear I’m sorry
I told her call me call me
Told her call me later
Come through like shaker shaker
Move what God gave ya
She take my money money
Like I’m baby father
She want the Gucci Gucci
Told me she want the Prada
I said I want to darlin’
I just gotta work harder
I been acting good boy good boy I believe in karma
Don’t know what you expected
But I swear I don’t regret it
I just meant it when I said it that this wasn’t gonna last
My cheque I went and spent it
When I’m mean to go and get it
Got you all up in my head
So now we gotta sleep apart
No vayas a llorar
No voy a cambiar
Yo quiero tomar quiero fumar quiero bailar
No vayas a llorar
No voy a cambiar
Yo quiero tomar quiero fumar quiero bailar
No voy a cambiar
Yo quiero tomar quiero fumar quiero bailar
No vayas a llorar
No voy a cambiar
Yo quiero tomar quiero fumar quiero bailar quiero fumar quiero bailar
Said that she need me, need me
Sell dreams when I’m needy needy
And I think that she might mean it
Told her keep this a secret secret
Ex girl think I’m fool, it’s true like
Know that I still wanna cool wid you
Naughty by nature gimmie that flavour still break a rule or two
Like lemme be a fool with you
House and a home and a pool with you
‘Til the shit gets real and my heart can’t feel then it’s back to the school with you