[Intro]
Yeah, Yeah yeah uh..
Bad Gal, (uh yeah)
[Chorus + Verse]
Take a look around
You left your man at home
Baby why you even let him stress you out ?
He should be proud 'cause you look so good, Baby I might just forget to pull out
And when I pull up got your girls lookin' round like
Why you even fucking with a clown ?
He could pipe down 'cause i keep that four pound, 'case ya' nigga ever wanna get loud
Gone and lay it down, girl you know i just can't pass up ass up face down
Girl don't play around
Know I like my sex how they like that weed, know they like that shit loud
Tell him move him around, See your man out of bounds
Girl you should let me go and tear you out
Tell me how it sound, know you like it baby you gone love it
You ain't even gotta tell me now
[Pre-Chorus]
I Said I know, I know, I know you love it
I Said I know, I know, I know you love it
Now baby girl you ain't gotta love me
But I can tell that you wanna' fuck me
Now baby girl you ain't gotta love me
But I can tell that you wanna' fuck me
Now baby girl you ain't gotta love me
Yeah !
Tell me why you even fucking with a clown
[Chorus]
Take a look around
You left your man at home, baby why you even let him stress you out ?
He should be proud 'cause you look so good, baby I might just forget to pull out
And when I pull up got your girls lookin' round like, Why you even fucking with a clown ? uh
He could pipe down 'cause i keep the four pound, 'case ya' nigga ever wanna get loud
[Verse]
Loud
I'm just tryna' see you in your nightgown
Think its 'bout the time to turn the lights out
Shawty want the bottle with the ice now, think she want the pipe now
I can be there if you want me
Leave him to the left like Ginoubli
Save me in your phone as the broski, I dare a fuck nigga to approach me, (uh yeah)
[Pre-Chorus]
I Said I know, I know, I know you love it
I Said I know, I know, I know you love it
Now baby girl you ain't gotta love me
But I can tell that you wanna' fuck me
Now baby girl you ain't gotta love me
But I can tell that you wanna' fuck me
Now baby girl you ain't gotta love me
Yeah !
Tell me why you even fucking with a clown
[Chorus]
Take a look around
You left your man at home
Baby why you even let him stress you out ?
He should be proud 'cause you look so good, baby I might just forget to pull out
And when I pull up got your girls lookin' round like
Why you even fucking with a clown ?
He could pipe down 'cause i keep that four pound, 'case ya' nigga ever wanna get loud
T.A.L.A. was written by Q. Lord.
T.A.L.A. was produced by Natra Average.