Music Video: Teyana Taylor - Bad Boy ft. Britney Mac

Lyrics to Bad Boy by Teyana Taylor ft. Britney Mac

[Verse 1: Teyana]
Shawty got potential, but he don't need a sponsor
You should see his goons, more ****as than a concert
Body like Teyana, stomach lookin proper
Eyes half closed cause he smokin on that ganja
Hold up
Hard denims and cardigans, they all rugby
He my lil bad boy, Sean Puffy
Givin me stacks, a rack T take that
Smokin on that James Brown, this the pay back
I be his hood girl, I put that grind in him
So inked up I can write my rhymes with 'em
He give me all of his, but let me roll with mine
And the shoes spiked up like a porcupine
He love my Harlem ass, the way my swag pop
A real bad bitch, never needed ass shots
Two door coupe, all white whole thang
And when I see him I'm like Honey in that Cocaine

[Hook]
Bad boy, real when I need a wrap
And his only competition is the IRS
Bad boy, a real one I need that
And his only competition is the IRS
Make money money, make money money money
Make money money, make money money money
Now everybody say
Take money money, take money money money
Take money money, take money money money
IRS

[Outro: Teyana & Honey]
He my lil bad boy, bad boy
Bad boy, bad boy
Bad boy, bad boy
He my lil bad boy, bad boy
Bad boy, bad boy
Bad boy, bad boy
Hold up
Well he's a bad boy, but it feels good though
Good though, good though, good though, good though
Well he's a bad boy, but it feels good though
Good though, good though, good though, good though

He my lil bad boy, bad boy
Bad boy, bad boy
Bad boy, bad boy
He my lil bad boy, bad boy
Bad boy, bad boy
Bad boy, bad boy
Hold up
Well he's a bad boy, but it feels good though
Good though, good though, good though, good though
Well he's a bad boy, but it feels good though
Good though, good though, good though, good though