Wale – Bad feat. Tiara Thomas [Official Music Video]

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Watch the official music video for Bad by Wale feat. Tiara Thomas from the album Folarin.
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Wale is a rapper renowned for his hits “Bad,” “Matrimony,” “On Chill,” “Ambition,” “Lotus Flower Bomb,” “My PYT,” and “Pole Dancer.” He worked with artists like Rihanna, Usher, Megan Thee Stallion, and Jeremih — amassing billions of global streams and made history as the first rapper to open the State Of The Union Address.

Lyrics:
Monogamy or whatever you call it
I’m startin’ to think it ain’t for er’ybody
Most of us is rushin’ into it anyways
You know what I’m sayin’?
You ain’t rushin’ for love, and I ain’t up here to judge
Let’s neglect the what if’s
And make it do what it does, let’s get it

Is it bad that I never made love?
No, I never did it
But I sure know how to fuck
I’ll be your bad girl, I’ll prove it to ya
I can’t promise that I’ll be good to ya
‘Cause I had some issues
I won’t commit, no, not havin’ it
But at least I can admit
That I’ll be bad, no, to you (to you)
Yeah, I’ll be good in bed
But I’ll be bad to you
Bad that I never made love
No, I never did it
But I sure know how to fuck
(Let’s get it!)

Bad girls ain’t no good, and the good girls ain’t no fun
And the hood girls want a smart nigga
College girls all want a thug
So it seems that we fiend what we don’t need
Got a thing for a queen who know when to leave
I ain’t bout to judge you, don’t judge me
You ain’t gotta really sing about your rap sheet
‘Cause I heard you (bad, nooo)
In the literal sense I mean that
Rough sex, sayin’ I love ya
But to kiss them is sayin’ you mean that (bad, nooo)
I know, I just be callin’ her mean-ass
Oh the irony, got the bomb indeed
But the problem is probably a deep past
Still I’m feelin’ of somethin’ I need bad
Thinkin’ if I get her, I get her to need this
I don’t need emotions to open your deep sea
I conceive an ocean by goin’ between legs
Beg? Nope—bed, floor, dope; go for it, couch now
Slow motion around, put it down
Lord knows she was gone ‘fore the morn’, hold up

She hurt feelings, she break hearts
She stay quiet, she play smart
She take pride in goin’ out
And gettin’ hollered at and sayin’ nah
She no saint, but she don’t pose
She don’t wear make-up by the boatload
Ridin’ through lake shore with the nose up
She don’t really date much, but it slows her up
She got haters, but we all do
Heard you’re winter-time cold, shawty, fall through
Baby, look at they approach, how they court you
All those minds games, nevermind, ’cause they all lose
(Bad, nooo) In the physical sense I mean that
I ain’t tryna kiss up, suck up, feed gas
I ain’t like them nigga you suckin’ your teeth at, nope
Play big, trust me I’ll humble yo’ mean-ass
Look, shawty is actually in prevent
‘Cause the one in front of her is workin’ with deep threat
Yep—bed, floor, couch, more
More, shower, Lord, perm, done
Love? Nah, called in the morn’
Cell number wasn’t on, goddamn!