I'm going crazy when I see you walking past, look at that Looking, looking like a snack, look at that And you, you stare me down Love my fat wicked ass And you tell me what to do When I can't keep my eyes off youHe's conventional, you're mystical I'm criminal, but it's spiritual I cannot fight off a burning desire That's what I'm getting for playing with fire With fireI got that eighty-twenty, know I got that eighty-twenty I get that eighty from my baby, and it's good for me But I want that twenty-twenty, thinking 'bout that twenty-twenty I get that eighty from my baby Do it, do it for meWhen you fight it all that temptation 'Cause I'm so excited but so indecisive, nah Wanna dive in with no hesitation I got limitations, wish I could taste it nowHe's conventional, you're mystical I'm criminal, but it's spiritual I cannot fight off a burning desire That's what I'm getting for playing with fire With fireI got that eighty-twenty, know I got that eighty-twenty I get that eighty from my baby, and it's good for me But I want that twenty-twenty, thinking 'bout that twenty-twenty I get that eighty from my baby Do it, do it for me Oh, oh, oh, ohOh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, ohI'm a good girl but you make me bad Got a real one, but I do him bad I'm a good girl but you make me bad Got a real one, but I do him badI got that eighty-twenty, know I got that eighty-twenty I get that eighty from my baby, and it's good for me But I want that twenty-twenty, thinking 'bout that twenty-twenty (Twenty-twenty) I get that eighty from my baby Do it, do it for me Oh, oh, oh, ohI'm a good girl but you make me bad Got a real one, but I do him bad I'm a good girl but you make me bad Got a real one, but I do him bad
