He likes zombies
And the apocalypse
He's got some black magic up in those fingertips
Got a gold tooth
And a shared car
He's running his mouth yeah he's got a few scars
And I love the way that
He puts my seat back
Looks at me
Pulls a joint out his backpack
Ayy, Ayy
Ride or die every night every day
My baby's got a ****** up head
Doesn't matter 'cause he's so damn good in bed
Yeah he's still my baby
Yeah he's ******' crazy but he's still my baby
My baby's misunderstood
How could something so bad look so damn good
Yeah he's still my baby
Yeah he's ******' crazy but he's still my baby
Doin' stupid s**t
And he drinks too much
But he looks good in leather so I don't give a ****
And his Gucci shoes
Sharin' Juicy Fruit
And I got that sugar, sugar for his sweet tooth
And I like the way that we walk the train tracks
Foggin' low, windows up, on the way back
Ayy, Ayy
Ride or die every night every day
My baby's got a ****** up head
Doesn't matter 'cause he's so damn good in bed
Yeah he's still my baby
Yeah he's ******' crazy but he's still my baby
My baby's misunderstood
How could something so bad look so damn good
Yeah he's still my baby
Yeah he's ******' crazy but he's still my baby
Yeah, yeah, I like him like that
Yeah, yeah, I like him like that
Yeah, yeah, I like him like that
Yeah he's ******' crazy but he's still my baby
Sometimes I run my fingers through his hair
Think of the crazy s**t that's under there
Angel and devil and that jet black stare
Yeah, yeah, I like him like that
My baby's got a ****** up head
Doesn't matter 'cause he's so damn good in bed
Yeah he's still my baby
Yeah he's ******' crazy but he's still my baby
My baby's misunderstood
How could something so bad look so damn good
Yeah he's still my baby
Yeah he's ******' crazy but he's still my baby
Yeah, yeah, I like him like that
Yeah, yeah, I like him like that
Yeah, yeah, I like him like that
Yeah he's ******' crazy but he's still my baby