Loick Essien - Bad Boys Don't Cry lyrics

(feat. Bashy) I want all my j**ellery back All the love that we had Conversations that we had Why you gotta make me mad? To the left my hundred tats And I’m all dressed in black You knew I’d never lash Why you gotta hurt me like that? Don’t know how you managed To get me here all damaged You never had there you have him It’s good, I’m gonna manage You thought I was calm But look who’s laughing now Could somebody tell me how We’re laying on the ground? Up on my halo and I just turned my back, left in the middle of nowhere Hey, I never thought I'd wipe no tears from these eyes from just sayin’ goodbye ‘Cause bad boys don’t cry-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye ‘Cause bad boys don’t cry-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye Now I’m standing in the rain I just hoped you’ve seen my face But I ain’t here in pain Just here, no hope or faith I started to feel the change You needed more time and space Then I saw you chillin’ with Maisy I was like oh my God, oh my God You really had it fine Compressed and good for now Glad I’m not around It’s just good I shut you down ‘Cause bad boys don’t cry-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye ‘Cause bad boys don’t cry-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye I want all my j**ellery back All the love that we had Conversations that we had Why you gotta make me mad? Now you’re just an addict You’re stuck with a dirty habit Can’t figure out the magic Of Da Vinci coka crackin’ What goes around, comes around - that’s karma I'm outta character, you're actin’ up - that’s drama They say what you don’t know can’t hurt you, but I know Excuse my French, Je ne pleure pas Is that how you dissin’ the money? Yea Is that how you dealin’ with man? Stupid - fill in the blank You know boys don’t cry, I'm on ma Hillary Swa*k So what? You wanna take liberties girl? I swear you do things just to see me get mad Do you think that you're bad? Do you think that I'm gas? Cool Well, like the magic. Boom You know pagan? f** you I’m on my Eamon I won't box you...nah, take your hair Shave it, Trevor Nelson you November 5th burn your bags Melt them shoes What else can I do? I bought them anyway Up on my halo and I turned my back, left in the middle of nowhere I never thought I'd wipe no tears from these eyes from just sayin’ goodbye ‘Cause bad boys don’t cry-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye ‘Cause bad boys don’t cry-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye