The Boy
Checkin’ you
walkin’ round in ya Timbs and I must admit that you’re looking kind of fly
man Rough boy, tough boy attitude and You gotta know that I wanna be down
and
Ooh Look at you bling blinging Ooh You got me
feening Ooh Inside I’m screaming Ooooh boy
A thug
boy A tough boy A rough boy My kind of boy (boy) A cute boy A hit
boy Oh you should be my boyfriend, boy… (repeat once)
The next
day you came by looking nice man I peeped the ice in your ring and cross
and I wanna know can you come back by and The way I’m feeling makes me
wanna get down and
Ooh Look at you bling blinging Ooh You got me
feening Ooh Inside I’m screaming Ooooh boy |
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