Easy Being Bad
You might be cold you say
I laugh, go on and put the top down anyway
This isn't as hard as I thought
I like it, I like it, I like it a lot
This ain't good oh no, this ain't right
My mama mama raised me right
Something came over me tonight
Can't even pretend like I put up a fight
Pushing out the thoughts of him
I came and met you on a whim
I'm sorry for the time we had
But baby you, you make it easy being
Tired of being the girl that's good
I'm sick of doing what I should
Tired of crying, feeling sad
But baby you, you make it easy being bad
You make it easy, you make it easy, you make it easy
You, you make it easy being bad
Moon hangs over our heads
Pushed up against your car I sigh and say
It's getting late I guess
Hands all over my skin
It feel so good and right as Drake p-plays so loudly from your whip
This ain't good, I know this ain't right
My mama mama raised me right
Something came over me tonight
Can't even pretend like I put up a fight
Pushing out the thoughts of him
I came and met you on a whim
I'm sorry for the time we had
But baby you, you make it easy being
Tired of being the girl that's good
I'm sick of doing what I should
Tired of crying, feeling sad
But baby you, you make it easy being bad
You make it easy, you make it easy, you make it easy
You, you make it easy being bad
Pushing out the thoughts of him
I came and met you on a whim
I'm sorry for the time we had
But baby you, you make it easy being bad
Oh my god you're bad
I laugh, go on and put the top down anyway
This isn't as hard as I thought
I like it, I like it, I like it a lot
This ain't good oh no, this ain't right
My mama mama raised me right
Something came over me tonight
Can't even pretend like I put up a fight
Pushing out the thoughts of him
I came and met you on a whim
I'm sorry for the time we had
But baby you, you make it easy being
Tired of being the girl that's good
I'm sick of doing what I should
Tired of crying, feeling sad
But baby you, you make it easy being bad
You make it easy, you make it easy, you make it easy
You, you make it easy being bad
Moon hangs over our heads
Pushed up against your car I sigh and say
It's getting late I guess
Hands all over my skin
It feel so good and right as Drake p-plays so loudly from your whip
This ain't good, I know this ain't right
My mama mama raised me right
Something came over me tonight
Can't even pretend like I put up a fight
Pushing out the thoughts of him
I came and met you on a whim
I'm sorry for the time we had
But baby you, you make it easy being
Tired of being the girl that's good
I'm sick of doing what I should
Tired of crying, feeling sad
But baby you, you make it easy being bad
You make it easy, you make it easy, you make it easy
You, you make it easy being bad
Pushing out the thoughts of him
I came and met you on a whim
I'm sorry for the time we had
But baby you, you make it easy being bad
Oh my god you're bad
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Writer(s): Melissa Mcintosh
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