Ok little baby i just need you now And i know it might sound so selfish But when you look that bad You know young boy can't help it I was whippin' downtown Cruising on the boulevard Yeah you making it hard on me Yeah you making it hard for me Yeah you making it hard to breathe Yeah you making it hard to leave Skies were marmalade now Signs that mama laid out "don't trust no bitch that you could not ride for" "don't trust no bitch that you could not die for" Excuse my francais Pardonnez-moi Know i get petty When it comes to you and moi I know you're bad for me baby Yeah i know you're bad I know you're bad for me baby Yeah i know you're bad I know you're bad for me baby Yeah i know you're bad I know you're bad for me baby Well how come it just feel so good? How come it just feel so good? How come it just feel so good? How come it just feel so good?