Lyrics Bad Tattoo - Franke

Bad Tattoo

Let me tell you, girl
Something about me you should know it’s a fact
I can wet it, girl
I’m the weatherman
Tell me girl, was it you?
Was it you?
Was it you that was fucking with me?
I couldn’t see it too
Then she wanna hit me for the Visa
So then I had to hit her with the «see ya» (later)
And if she the type to do it for the paper (nah)
Never, I don’t gotta ask for favors
And every time, I do it feels like I’m addicted to the losing
Feels like I’m a legend in my movie
Guess you know the real me
Guess you know the real me
Whatcha gonna do?
Pull up on me attitude and ya bad tattoo
And you talking big too
Whatcha gonna do when you
Pull up on me attitude and ya bad tattoo
And you talking big too?
It’s a miracle that you can be so mean
And you go have it all
Is it physical?
Guess its physical
Tell me girl, was it you?
Was it you?
Was it you that was fucking with me?
I couldn’t see it too
And that’s the type of shit to make you squirm (ew)
See, the money got the shorty too concerned (word)
That’s what happens trapped up in the «purrr…»
And I get that I’mma get what I deserve (damn)
And every time, I do it feels like I’m addicted to the losing
Feels like I’m a legend in my movie
Guess you know the real me
Guess you know the real me
Whatcha gonna do?
Pull up on me attitude and ya bad tattoo
And you talking big too
Whatcha gonna do when you
Pull up on me attitude and ya bad tattoo
And you talking big too?
Now it’s 2 A.M.
and you’re blowing up my phone
And you left a couple things now you think this is your home
And I know a couple, think that you think I didn’t know
And I heard it from your friends, now I know that you’re a… (damn)
Whatcha gonna do
Pull up on me attitude and ya bad tattoo
And you talking big too
Whatcha gonna do when you
Pull up on me attitude and ya bad tattoo
And you talking big too