Bad Ones

What is it about the bad ones
 that draw me in
The ones that were born bad
Created for sin
 
Don’t give a shit about what people say
Can give two fuck’s on any given day
These bad ones always cross a line
Dare you to do the same at any given time
 
They kiss like the devil nipping at their heels
Bend you over and take away your will
 
What is it about the bad ones
I cannot live without
The eyes say one thing
It never matches what comes out of their mouth
 
When they reach for you
It’s a grab and pull
You fake resistance
They are no fools
 
These bad ones are a natural aphrodisiac
No, your mama will never tell you that
 
They had a bad one too
You will never know who it is
But they are always at the family Bar B Que
Given Mama a sweet cheek kiss
 
Should I text this bad one
Give him my time
Give him this taste
Of sweet Fia wine
Do you have a bad one?