Baby (Acoustic)

He likes zombies And the apocalypse He's got some black magic up in those fingertips Got a gold tooth And a s**t car Always 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 Ay ay Ride or die every night every day My baby's got a f**ked up head Doesn't matter 'cause he's so d**n good in bed Yeah he's still my baby Yeah he's f**kin' crazy but he's still my baby My baby's misunderstood How could something so bad look so d**n good Yeah he's still my baby Yeah he's f**kin' crazy but he's still my baby Doin' stupid s**t When he drinks too much But he looks good in leather so I don't give a f**k And his Gucci shoes Chewin' Juicy Fruit And I got that sugar sugar for his sweet tooth And I like the way that we walk the train tracks Foggin' the windows up on the way back Ay ay Ride or die every night every day My baby's got a f**ked up head Doesn't matter 'cause he's so d**n good in bed Yeah he's still my baby Yeah he's f**kin' crazy but he's still my baby My baby's misunderstood How could something so bad look so d**n good Yeah he's still my baby Yeah he's f**kin' 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 f**kin' 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 f**ked up head Doesn't matter 'cause he's so d**n good in bed Yeah he's still my baby Yeah he's f**kin' crazy but he's still my baby My baby's misunderstood How could something so bad look so d**n good Yeah he's still my baby Yeah he's f**kin' 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 f**kin' crazy but he's still my baby