[Chorus]
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

[Post-Chorus]
Different faces but the road stays the same
Every man's a drilla 'til he's in the bed calling my name
Different faces but the road stays the same
Every man's a drilla 'til he's in the bed calling my name
You can run and hide, running game
Only one winner in this bitch and I win everything

[Verse]
Coulda been fucking with a guy my vibe
Shoulda picked one who was pretty, you know I like a pretty guy
Instead I pick 'em greasy, on the low, kinda sly
He's just my type if he's fucking on the side
Whoops I didn't know he was yours, 'cause he's mine
I've been fucking 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 fuck, 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***as, one, two of the crew
If you got an attitude, I'ma take a ride with you
[Refrain]
You can run and hide, running game
Only one winner in this bitch and I win everything
You can run and hide, running game
Only one winner in this bitch and I win everything
You can run and hide, running game
Only one winner in this bitch and I win everything

[Chorus]
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

[Post-Chorus]
Different faces but the road stays the same
Every man's a drilla 'til he's in the bed calling my name
Different faces but the road stays the same
Every man's a drilla 'til he's in the bed calling my name
You can run and hide, running game
Only one winner in this bitch and I win everything