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Lletres: T PAIN. Bad Side.

Shawty, I'm the sex police, you have been arrested
It's a warrant for you, how do you contest it?
You must of been hidin' tryna lay low key
E'rrbody know you can't fuck with the police

Nah I'm just playin' withcha, what's ya name, girl?
I'm feelin' so good, you should feel the same, girl
So partake in this Louis, you know it's oowie goowie
Now let's jump outta this club go home and make a movie

Shawty, you can do me and I can do you
So ain't no use in actin' Miss Goody Two-Shoes
I'm a freak girl and I think you might be one
'Cause mama told me watch out for the quiet ones

Show me your bad side
Bend over and show me that backside
Let's go see how the back of this 'Lac ride

Show me your bad side
I plan to take you on another level
Ain't there a nigga ever take you that high

Show me your bad side
You say you wanna real man with real money
Well baby girl I know that's right

Show me your bad side
I'ma put you on the silver and gold
So you can sit back and relax now
Show me your back side

Now we drivin' Escalade back to the telly
Cuttin' everythin' off includin' the cellie
I made it rain and thunder so you chose me
Tryin' to see what's under all of that the Dolce and Gabbana

I really, really wanna see how far you go
'Cause I just noticed that tongue ring
And I can go for over four hours, I know you don't believe
But I'm totem pole Jenkins, Teddy to the P

Girl, I see you lookin' at me, go head and close your eyes
Let me get up in it, not only to surprise
I'm tryna get up in that deep blue
But she screamin' like

Shawty, show me your bad side
Bend over and show me that backside
Let's go see how the back of this 'Lac ride

Show me your bad side
I plan to take you on another level
Ain't there a nigga ever take you that high

Show me your bad side
You say you wanna real man with real money
Well baby girl I know that's right

Show me your bad side
I'ma put you on the silver and gold
So you can sit back and relax now
Show me your back side