He likes zombies
The apocalypse
He’s got some black magic up in those fingertips
Got a gold tooth
And a shit car
Always running his mouth yea hes got a few scars
And I love the way that he puts my seat back
Looks at me pulls a joint out his backpack
Aye, ride or die every night every day

My baby’s got a fucked up head
Doesn’t matter cause he’s so damn good in bed
Yeah he’s still my baby
Yeah he’s fucking 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 fucking crazy but he’s still my baby

Doing stupid shit when he drinks too much
But he looks good in leather so I don’t give a fuck
And his Gucci shoes chewin juicy fruit
And I got that sugar, sugar for his sweet tooth
And I love the way that we walk the train tracks
Foggin the windows up, on the way back
Aye, aye, aye ride or die every night every day

My baby’s got a fucked up head
Doesn’t matter cause he’s so damn good in bed
Yeah he’s still my baby
Yeah he’s fucking 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 fucking crazy but he’s still my baby

Yeah yeah I like him like that (x3)

Yeah he’s fucking crazy but he’s still my baby
Sometimes I run my fingers through his hair (oh)
Think of the crazy shit that’s under there (oh)
Angel and devil in that jet black stare (oh)
Yeah yea I like him like that

My baby’s got a fucked up head
Doesn’t matter cause he’s so damn good in bed
Yeah he’s still my baby
Yeah he’s fucking 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 fucking crazy but he’s still my baby
Yeah yeah I like him like that (x3)
Yeah he’s fucking crazy but he’s still my baby.