bad girls go to heaven

Bonnie Mckee

Bad girls go to heaven
Turn it up to eleven
And if they wanna talk, baby let em
Ba-ba-bad girls go to heaven

We rollin up, we lookin for blood
Kinda wicked what I got on my mind
Love you to pieces, I love you to death
But I m vicious I don t wanna play nice

Bang, bang
I m coming for you
Bang, bang
So show me what you can do
We in the cut, we re ready to crush, yeah

Because the roof s gonna blow
When you re ready to go
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah
And no we re not gonna stop
Till we re taking control
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah
You know you re playing with fire
When you re playing with me
And I ll be dropping that lighter
If you pour gasoline
And now we re done being good
Because everyone knows
Ba-ba-ba-bad girls go to heaven

I got you shook, won t play by the book
Cause I m sick of fucking being polite
Yeah I m that bitch you won t wanna miss
When the temperature is starting to rise

Bang, bang
I m coming for you
Bang, bang
So show me what you can do
Don t try to flex, don t start to the best, nah

Because the roof s gonna blow
When you re ready to go
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah
And no we re not gonna stop
Till we re taking control
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah
You know you re playing with fire
When you re playing with me
And I ll be dropping that lighter
If you pour gasoline
And now we re done being good
Because everyone knows
Ba-ba-ba-bad girls go to heaven

You know we play rough
No bluffs
Leaving you in the dust
Tough love, hot buzz
You got me riled up
Play rough
No bluffs
Leaving you in the dust
Tough love, hot buzz
You got me riled up

Because the roof s gonna blow
When you re ready to go
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah
And no we re not gonna stop
Till we re taking control
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah
You know you re playing with fire
When you re playing with me
And I ll be dropping that lighter
If you pour gasoline
And now we re done being good
Because everyone knows
Ba-ba-ba-bad girls go to heaven