Crooked Cop Lyrics

My baby daddy, a crooked cop
I know it's stupid but I cannot stop
I like the way that you move the stick
And every way when you make it sick

He got a bad reputation on the streets
But in the house you're like a bag full of sweets, what?
He says I'm his Snowflake Ice Queen, oh.
I just can't cause he treat me so mean, oh.

Ah, I like it
Ah, I like it
Ah, I like it rough