Baddie
I got it bad for that baddie
Flannel from Montana, her tan from Miami
Got a lotta dough and I know it's from her daddy
But that's fine with me
Jeans cut up
In the wintertime
She's the one
Wearing leather in July
She says jump
And I say how high
Yeah, you know I got it bad
Says she golfs
But she never swings
Fakes a call
To get out of everything
Just one month
She's talking about a ring
So, I'm gonna call her dad
Yeah I know she's trouble
That's why, that's why, I want her
I got it bad for that baddie
Flannel from Montana, her tan from Miami
Got a lotta dough and I know it's from her daddy
But that's fine with me, fine with me
I got it bad for that baddie
When she's by my side every guy's looking at me
Like why's she with that clown down from South Cackalacky
But that's fine with me, fine with me
She got me
Buying Malibu
On my knees
'Cause I gotta tie her shoes
Laughs at me
Jumping through her hoops
'Cause she knows I got it bad, so bad
If she want the world
Jupiter, give her Saturn
Take the universe
Doesn't matter
'Cause I
I got it bad for that baddie
Flannel from Montana, her tan from Miami
Got a lotta dough and I know it's from her daddy
But that's fine with me, fine with me
I got it bad for that baddie
When she's by my side every guy's looking at me
Like why's she with that clown down from South Cackalacky
But that's fine with me, fine with me
Yeah I know she's trouble
That's why, that's why, I want her
I got it bad for that baddie
Flannel from Montana, her tan from Miami
Got a lotta dough and I know it's from her daddy
But that's fine with me, fine with me
I got it bad for that baddie
When she's by my side every guy's looking at me
Like why's she with that clown down from South Cackalacky
But that's fine with me, fine with me
I got it bad for that baddie
Flannel from Montana, her tan from Miami
Got a lotta dough and I know it's from her daddy
But that's fine with me, fine with me
I got it bad for that baddie
When she's by my side every guy's looking at me
Like why's she with that clown down from South Cackalacky
But that's fine with me, fine with me
Flannel from Montana, her tan from Miami
Got a lotta dough and I know it's from her daddy
But that's fine with me
Jeans cut up
In the wintertime
She's the one
Wearing leather in July
She says jump
And I say how high
Yeah, you know I got it bad
Says she golfs
But she never swings
Fakes a call
To get out of everything
Just one month
She's talking about a ring
So, I'm gonna call her dad
Yeah I know she's trouble
That's why, that's why, I want her
I got it bad for that baddie
Flannel from Montana, her tan from Miami
Got a lotta dough and I know it's from her daddy
But that's fine with me, fine with me
I got it bad for that baddie
When she's by my side every guy's looking at me
Like why's she with that clown down from South Cackalacky
But that's fine with me, fine with me
She got me
Buying Malibu
On my knees
'Cause I gotta tie her shoes
Laughs at me
Jumping through her hoops
'Cause she knows I got it bad, so bad
If she want the world
Jupiter, give her Saturn
Take the universe
Doesn't matter
'Cause I
I got it bad for that baddie
Flannel from Montana, her tan from Miami
Got a lotta dough and I know it's from her daddy
But that's fine with me, fine with me
I got it bad for that baddie
When she's by my side every guy's looking at me
Like why's she with that clown down from South Cackalacky
But that's fine with me, fine with me
Yeah I know she's trouble
That's why, that's why, I want her
I got it bad for that baddie
Flannel from Montana, her tan from Miami
Got a lotta dough and I know it's from her daddy
But that's fine with me, fine with me
I got it bad for that baddie
When she's by my side every guy's looking at me
Like why's she with that clown down from South Cackalacky
But that's fine with me, fine with me
I got it bad for that baddie
Flannel from Montana, her tan from Miami
Got a lotta dough and I know it's from her daddy
But that's fine with me, fine with me
I got it bad for that baddie
When she's by my side every guy's looking at me
Like why's she with that clown down from South Cackalacky
But that's fine with me, fine with me
Credits
Writer(s): Grayson Lee Lane, Garrett Landon Lane, Autumn Marie Buysse, Justin Johnson
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