The Worst Way ft. Vidal Garcia Lyrics

Something about it

I

Just can't explain it

Girl

You make me want it

In the worst way

You make me want you

You make me want you

You make me want you

In the worst way

Whoa oh

I want you in the worst way

Whoa

I know

That I'm a pretty bad man

But, I thought I heard you

From that kitty cat band

Honestly, I'm a fan

I am down with that track

I bump in the whip

With the woofer on back rack

So get back

Go in the club, in the VIP

Grey Goose, cranberry

I want more than a sip

Got a candy painted whip

In the lot, and, it drip

Can you drop it like it hot

Can you do a little dip

Honestly, as a man

I got two left feet

But I can grind in the club

And make a fool out of me

I'll have my ride show up

Get in the back seat

I won't do no thang

Put that on repeat

What what

Something about it

I

Just can't explain it

Girl

You make me want it

In the worst way

You make me want you

You make me want you

You make me want you

In the worst way

Whoa oh

I want you in the worst way

Whoa

Party hardy

I got them all knowing my name

More Bacardi

I know that you want that M. Jane

Don't be tardy

I know that you need that N train

La dee da dee

Your body, now, it can go bang

Another bullet to pull it

But, I'm no Cobain

At the pump, we can fill it

Then we can go hang

On the T and the Phillip

Like it be no thang

Turn it up, and, then do it

Like it be my game

Hold up

Because, I'm only beginning

If you the top prize

You know I'm only winning

I won't post a contest

And then change a rule

Because it got bodied by a man

That nobody knew

Something about it

I

Just can't explain it

Girl

You make me want it

In the worst way

You make me want you

You make me want you

You make me want you

In the worst way

Whoa oh

I want you in the worst way

Whoa

Break down

When I look at cake now

I Wonder, can we get loud

Wonder, can we get bound

Cause, I never really thought

That I'd be rocking a new mic

But, now they see me coming

For I'm right on the turnpike

That like

Anytime I do in my past

You know me

Young at heart

And, I'm living it fast

I'm only here to get it popping

Ain't stopping until we dropping

Through the money, we be shopping

Part out on the block, and

Ain't a way I be making it rain

I make it hail

Throwing pennies at the crowd

When I'm buying out Zales

Get that Strawberry Red

Apple bottoms, and, Nikes

It's my kind of party

And I'm moving like lightening

Something about it

I

Just can't explain it

Girl

You make me want it

In the worst way

You make me want you

You make me want you

You make me want you

In the worst way

Whoa oh

I want you in the worst way

Whoa