Hot girls, bad boys (bad boys) Sticking on each other, they do Hot girls, bad boys (bad boys) Sticking on each other, like glue Hot girls, bad boys (bad boys
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York (I made you hot, nigga) Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game Shit, I made the Yankee hat more famous than a Yankee can You should know I bleed blue
You boys ever met a real country girl? Talkin, true blue, out in the woods, down home, country girl She's a hot little number in her pick-up truck
Welcome, little boys and girls, you thought Niggaz was gonna come weak? Nigga this the mobb fool, uh I got some killaz on the payroll An they know when
wattage Blankin' out bought my first eight ball for eighty dollars Learned who not to trust grew obnoxious So niggas start to hate me same time the boys in blue
blues Well, I got the city boy blues Well, I got the city boy blues I got the city boy blues Hey, I got the city boy blues And I just can't seem to
mornin' like we just don't care Girl, who you tryna get smart with, you Girl, who you rollin' them eyes at, you Girl, who your girl tryna holla at, you Girl
and dumb millenium is at your service Flow the plaque, instigate lyrics then backfile another MC who thought cause he was dipped in powder blue that he
strikes you out, 3 strikes you lose 3 strikes you fall, 3 strikes you catch the blues 3 strikes you out, 3 strikes you lose 3 strikes you fall, 3 strikes you catch the blues
nigga dick 'cause I'm young, fly and rich Escorting a bad bitch, doja lit, I ain't worried about the laws Hoes whisper to each other girl, I think he
)] (Poison) Stay away boys and girls [Verse 1 - Freeway] Uh, it's crazy how they gotta get high to get hot They smoke la to get hot, they pop pills and
that's the thang This gang [Gucci Mane] 'Fore you join the gang gotta change your name (yeahhh) Sound is So Icey, change your slang Hot boys, hot girls
-Z:] I made you hot nigga, Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game, Shit I made the Yankee hat more famous than a yankee can, You should know I bleed Blue
it just began They say clubs pacing like Bad Boys 2 You can see the snow bunnies do what bad girls do And that's ecstasy, weed that had girl too Scoop
ol' days I still like fresh sweats, dreads and adidas Boy, I only smiled just 2 let you know I see ya I was the kinda girl Who liked all the bad boys
!) I got racks on top of racks (Uh!), stacks on top of stacks (Uh!) Bands on top of bands (Uh!), got me fuckin' her (Uh!) and her friends (Flocka!) Bad boys
