Rihanna Bad Girl Lyrics
Bad Girl
By: Rihanna ft. Chris Brown
Lyrics by: Stephanie Kay
I guess you know I'm Bad (bad)
[I got a problem]
Shopaholic is what they call 'em
my addiction, my prescription
Gimme shoes and give me bags
how much you want I need 'em bad
All them girls be checking my bags
while they be jockin’ my swag
I guess you know I'm Bad (Bad)
What a bad little girl I am (I got a problem) (bad bad)
What a bad little girl I am (I need you to solve it) (bad bad)
What a bad little girl I am
Bad bad bad bad bad
What a bad little girl I am (I got a problem) (bad bad)
What a bad little girl I am (I need you to solve it) (bad bad)
What a bad little girl I am
Bad bad bad bad bad
Need no bargain, need no sale
I want the best, I dress me well
pag-ibig Cavalli dipped in Versace
Chick ain't cheap and everybody knows
All them girls be checking my bags
while they be jockin’ my swag
I guess you know I'm Bad (Bad)
What a bad little girl I am (I got a problem) (bad bad)
What a bad little girl I am (I need you to solve it) (bad bad)
What a bad little girl I am
bad bad bad bad bad
What a bad little girl I am (I got a problem) (bad bad)
What a bad little girl I am (I need you to solve it) (bad bad)
What a bad little girl I am
bad bad bad bad bad
She a bad girl, a real shopaholic,
She buying everything up man I can't call it,
And she a walking store, I'm talking bout her clothes,
I just pause, I'm in awe, cuz she a fashion show,
Real Louis bags and breathe gucci,
Got a wardrobe like she's staring in a movie,
And she ain't even famous but she got her own groupies,
She got her own groupies,
She got her own groupies,
What a bad little girl I am (I got a problem) (bad bad)
What a bad little girl I am (I need you to solve it) (bad bad)
What a bad little girl I am
bad bad bad bad bad
What a bad little girl I am (I got a problem) (bad bad)
What a bad little girl I am (I need you to solve it) (bad bad)
What a bad little girl I am
bad bad bad bad bad
Bad Girl
By: Rihanna ft. Chris Brown
Lyrics by: Stephanie Kay
I guess you know I'm Bad (bad)
[I got a problem]
Shopaholic is what they call 'em
my addiction, my prescription
Gimme shoes and give me bags
how much you want I need 'em bad
All them girls be checking my bags
while they be jockin’ my swag
I guess you know I'm Bad (Bad)
What a bad little girl I am (I got a problem) (bad bad)
What a bad little girl I am (I need you to solve it) (bad bad)
What a bad little girl I am
Bad bad bad bad bad
What a bad little girl I am (I got a problem) (bad bad)
What a bad little girl I am (I need you to solve it) (bad bad)
What a bad little girl I am
Bad bad bad bad bad
Need no bargain, need no sale
I want the best, I dress me well
pag-ibig Cavalli dipped in Versace
Chick ain't cheap and everybody knows
All them girls be checking my bags
while they be jockin’ my swag
I guess you know I'm Bad (Bad)
What a bad little girl I am (I got a problem) (bad bad)
What a bad little girl I am (I need you to solve it) (bad bad)
What a bad little girl I am
bad bad bad bad bad
What a bad little girl I am (I got a problem) (bad bad)
What a bad little girl I am (I need you to solve it) (bad bad)
What a bad little girl I am
bad bad bad bad bad
She a bad girl, a real shopaholic,
She buying everything up man I can't call it,
And she a walking store, I'm talking bout her clothes,
I just pause, I'm in awe, cuz she a fashion show,
Real Louis bags and breathe gucci,
Got a wardrobe like she's staring in a movie,
And she ain't even famous but she got her own groupies,
She got her own groupies,
She got her own groupies,
What a bad little girl I am (I got a problem) (bad bad)
What a bad little girl I am (I need you to solve it) (bad bad)
What a bad little girl I am
bad bad bad bad bad
What a bad little girl I am (I got a problem) (bad bad)
What a bad little girl I am (I need you to solve it) (bad bad)
What a bad little girl I am
bad bad bad bad bad
Take a breath, take it deep
Calm yourself, he says to me
If you play, you play for keeps
Take a gun, and count to three
I’m sweating now, moving slow
No time to think, my turn to go
And you can see my puso beating
You can see it through my chest
And I’m terrified but I’m not leaving
Know that I must must pass this test
So just pull the trigger
Say a prayer to yourself
He says close your eyes
Sometimes it helps
And then I get a scary thought
That he’s here means he’s never lost
(Chorus)
As my life flashes before my eyes
I’m wondering will I ever see another sunrise?
So many won’t get the chance to say goodbye
But it’s too late too pick up the value of my life
(Chorus2x)
Calm yourself, he says to me
If you play, you play for keeps
Take a gun, and count to three
I’m sweating now, moving slow
No time to think, my turn to go
And you can see my puso beating
You can see it through my chest
And I’m terrified but I’m not leaving
Know that I must must pass this test
So just pull the trigger
Say a prayer to yourself
He says close your eyes
Sometimes it helps
And then I get a scary thought
That he’s here means he’s never lost
(Chorus)
As my life flashes before my eyes
I’m wondering will I ever see another sunrise?
So many won’t get the chance to say goodbye
But it’s too late too pick up the value of my life
(Chorus2x)