I'm Good At Being Bad
TLC · Fanmail
Birds singin sweet soundin' songs of love
(That's so pretty girl)
As we walk hand in hand
Just kickin' up sand
As the ocean lands at our feet
I'm in your arms
And all of your charms are for me
(Not for me)
Check it
I need a crunk tight Nigga
Makes seven figgas
Laced with a platinum
Not the silver shit Nigga
exhale cigga
Ten inch or bigga
Know how to lick it and stick it
What what
Not don't get me wrong cuz I'm not a ho
But I know what I got you can't handle though
Cuz only real Niggas (wha)
You don't know
So what you gon' do
What you gonna do
(wha wha wha)
Chorus:
Nigga you must be crazy
What you gonna do with a bitch like me
I'm so good at being bad
the bitch you never had
I epitomize the word sexy
Nigga you must be crazy
What you gonna do with a bitch like me
Oh, my pussy's so tight
Make ya cum all nite
And you can't handle me
Baby
Sorry I turned you out
I guess I didn't know
That a man could be so soft (hmm)
Well I guess I have to give you back
The flowers, the candy (what?)
The diamond (Oh no, not the diamonds)
Oh, hell no, wait a minute...
I'ma keep that (Better keep it girl)
Hope that you don't ,mind
I'm not the mushy kind
The mushy kind......
I need a crunk tight Nigga
Makes seven figgas
Laced with a platinum
Not the silver shit Nigga
Exhale cigga
Ten inch or bigga
And lick it from the back type Nigga
Now don't get me wrong cuz I'm not a ho
But I know what I got you can't handle though
Cuz only real Niggas (wha)
You don't know
So what you gon' do
What you gonna do
(wha wha wha)
Repeat Chorus
When I'm all alone I touch myself
And I always dreamed about someone else
Who was so much more than
La la la la la
A good man is so hard to find
Well, actually, a hard man is so good to find
Yo, yeah baby!
Unh
I understand you want a tour of what's inside
Be my safety guide befo I take you on this ride
Straight into the center
You enter my dimension
Cuz question is protection
Selected in my session
I'm on a quest I will not rest till I break it
But if it's naked
I'll take it with the batteries and fake it
Cuz I gotta get mine and you gotta get yours
But never endin it by sendin it and shut the door
You must be crazy to think
That you can hang with me
I try to escape the inprisonment of those supreme to me
The epitome of your every dream it seems to me
For intangible fantasy
You know what I mean
Repeat Chorus 2x
Ha ha ha ha ha
That's right
Watch out there now
You can't handle me
Huh huh
So what you gonna do
What you gonna do wit a bitch
A bitch like me nigga (huh)
A bitch like me nigga (wha)
A bitch like me
A bitch like moi!
Thats a rap babi
About I'm Good At Being Bad
"I'm Good At Being Bad" serves as the closing track on TLC's 1999 album *Fanmail*, marking a pivotal moment in the group's evolution from R&B to hip-hop infused pop. Released during the height of the "Girl's Choice" era, the song features a distinct shift in tone, blending smooth vocal harmonies with a gritty, sample-based beat that underscored the group's newfound confidence. The track explores themes of self-assurance and navigating complex relationships, reflecting the maturity gained by the members following the departure of Lisa "Left Eye" Lopes. As a defining moment in late 90s girl group history, the recording solidified TLC's legacy as pioneers who seamlessly integrated diverse musical influences while maintaining their signature sound. Its enduring appeal lies in its ability to capture a specific zeitgeist of empowerment and cool detachment that resonated deeply with audiences worldwide.