Bad Breed

[Hook: Letisha x2] I ain't got no type Bad boys is the only thing that I like You ain't got no life Yeah, we call the shots, yeah, we call them all night [Verse 1: Ghetts] Good girls want a bad breed She want a Tyrone, not a Bradley Her friend said her ex was the best thing that ever happened to her She went from an iPhone to a Blackberry Oh, what they saying, I'm a downgrade? Are they mad? I should be outraged They're slags, watch your mouth, babes Look at the swag, I ain't into no [?] I understand, a perfect selfie for you bitches Is one of my girl's outtakes What you know about J? Is it something I can downplay? Yeah, I'm out, that's why [?] chow mein What you mean, games? I'm known for some foul play If she carries on milking it I'll be outside of that cow's [?] [Hook: Letisha x2] [Verse 2: Ghetts] I'm bad with good manners So many man from the hood haven't So gyal are looking at me like that's a good balance I don't draw girls like "oi, what's your name?" That's young, a man's done looking savage I ain't into "you stare, I'll stare back" That's dumb, I only swing one way I don't watch man, I watch her bunny Hold tight gyal like Gabby I know she want a Mike Lowry Mind Mr Badger, roll up in that German like Danny Minus the nav so I let her direct me I tell her turn the music off Until it speaks to my soul directly, you get me? [Hook: Letisha x2]