Rude (Ty Dolla $ign Interlude)

Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh, woo-woah, yeah [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign] Girls like you (Girls like you) Always got a bad attitude (Ooh, yeah) God made bad bitches rude (Bad bitches rude) God made bad bitches rude [Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign] A lot of ass on her lip, body bad, you strip Pretty face, but a flip, in her bag with the chip (Chip) Blowin' racks at the Fifth, girl, keep it up, I can see ya Ain't nothin' like I got, I don't need you (Need) Yeah, yeah (Yeah, ooh, yeah) [Bridge: Ty Dolla $ign] Those are the ones (The ones) Those are the ones (The ones) Stand on your heart (Heart) And look in your eyes (Eyes) I know I broke a lot of hearts (A lot of hearts) Gave my share of scars, but (Ooh, yeah) [Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign] Ain't nothin' worse than a broken man Can't tell your bros, they won't understand Drown out the pain with a loyal fan Use your pussy power 'cause you know you can, oh [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign] Girls like you (Girls like you, ooh) Always got a bad attitude (Attitude, ooh, yeah) God made bad bitches rude (Bitches rude) God made bad bitches rude (Ooh, yeah) Girls like you (Girls like you) Always got a bad attitude (Ooh, yeah) God made bad bitches rude (Bad bitches rude) God made bad bitches rude