Bratty Baddie Lyrics

I see you stylin', baby

You are such a lady

Will you be my baby?

I want you on the daily

Looking sexy, lady

Looking right, baby

I sex you all night

And drive you crazy

I give you all of my love

If you never play me

Cause the baby is all about

You and me

Karma has no menu

But we dine in Milan baby

Taste so sweet

You better than my entree, lady

Cant have you mad at me

So I'm never shady

Got your bundles in your hair

That's a wet and wavy

When I pull up in the truck

Let's go shop at the mall

Baby, then I catch a flight

To the Taj Mahal

Picture us so perfect

I'm the Emperor, you my doll

When we drag this race

Let's call RuPaul

Picture this

Treat you so good, you're never alone

Picture us

Staying in the mansion the one we call home

Picture that

Stay looking good and getting all the bread

Snap a pic

Haters peaking while we winning instead

I see you stylin', baby

You are such a lady

Will you be my baby?

I want you on the daily

Looking sexy, lady

Looking right, baby

I sex you all night

And drive you crazy

I give you all of my love

If you never play me

Cause the baby is all about

You and me

Karma has no menu

But we dine in Milan baby

Taste so sweet

You better than my entree, lady

Cant have you mad at me

So I'm never shady

Got your bundles in your hair

That's a wet and wavy

Got the Makks outside, I'm ready to play

Feeling Bratty like a baddie

What more can I say

Perfection takes time

But I'm worth every second

Dont date no snobs

I'm not interested

Can I lick you

Can I stick you

Bend you over and I'll milk you

Got passion

For your fashion

Our love is everlasting

Got my ladies looking right

Trying to holla, not fight

Doesn't matter if they win

Cause you, baby you my ten

I see you stylin', baby

You are such a lady

Will you be my baby?

I want you on the daily

Looking sexy, lady

Looking right, baby

I sex you all night

And drive you crazy

I give you all of my love

If you never play me

Cause the baby is all about

You and me

Karma has no menu

But we dine in Milan baby

Taste so sweet

You better than my entree, lady

Cant have you mad at me

So I'm never shady

Got your bundles in your hair

That's a wet and wavy