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shygirl - bb lyrics

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i like bad boys
and i know they love me
they say i’ve got a type
i just think they’re lonely
it’s cold on these streets
or so they tell me
i keep the conversations brief
we ain’t friends
but he’ll see

i like bad boys
and i know they love me
they say i’ve got a type
i just think they’re lonely
it’s cold on these streets
or so they tell me
i keep the conversations brief
we ain’t friends
but he’ll see

different faces
but the road
stays the same
every mans a drilla
till he’s in the bed
calling my name

different faces
but the road
stays the same
every mans a drilla
till he’s in the bed
calling my name

you can run and hide
running game
only one winner in this b-tch
and i win everything

coulda been f-cking with a guy my vibe
shoulda picked one who was pretty
you know i like a pretty guy
instead i pick em greazy
on the low
kinda sly
he’s just my type
if he’s f-cking on the side

whoops i didn’t know
he was yours
coz he’s mine
i’ve been f-cking every night
i don’t even have the time
i like to fit him in
and he seems to like it fine
come collect your man
if you want him i don’t mind

i don’t give a f-ck
but i guess i always do
if it isn’t wrong
then i’m not looking out for you
only making eyes at hood n-ggas
one, two of the crew
if you got an att-tude
ima take a ride with you

you can run and hide
running game
only one winner in this b-tch
and i win everything
you can run and hide
running game
only one winner in this b-tch
and i win everything
you can run and hide
running game
only one winner in this b-tch
and i win everything

i like bad boys
and i know they love me
they say i’ve got a type
i just think they’re lonely
it’s cold on these streets
or so they tell me
i keep the conversations brief
we ain’t friends
but he’ll see

i like bad boys
and i know they love me
they say i’ve got a type
i just think they’re lonely
it’s cold on these streets
or so they tell me
i keep the conversations brief
we ain’t friends
but he’ll see

different faces
but the road
stays the same
every mans a drilla
till he’s in the bed
calling my name

different faces
but the road
stays the same
every mans a drilla
till he’s in the bed
calling my name

you can run and hide
running game
only one winner in this b-tch
and i win everything

- shygirl lyrics

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