Crocodile Boy

Crocodile Boy
He's a boy, he got teeth, runnin' wild, in the streets
And you'll his girl- she tastes just like a hurricane
He's in a gang, he's a gansta he's a trickster, and a rock star
He's satan's pride and joy
He's a crocodile boy crocodile boy

He's a jet, he's a kite
he only comes out at night
Got a temper like a stick a' dynamite
Ca-ca-ca Crocodile Boy
Crocodile Boy

He bites two thousand one hundred twenty five pounds to the inch...
Ca-ca-ca Crocodile Boy
Crocodile Boy

He's somethin' you can't hardly see
He's a child of you and me
He's a product of plenty and waste
Ca-ca-ca Crocodile Boy Crocodile Boy

He's faced, and misplaced, interlaced and free based
Got a hoodie, not a face
He's a crocodile boy crocodile boy crocodile boy crocodile boy



Credits
Writer(s): Randy Cade
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