boy (feat. 00Delta)
She like"Boy"
Why you taking time away from
She like"Boy"
Why you look the other way from
Talking"Boy"
Why my racks on the floor
She said"Boy"
Why your pants so heavy metal, I'm like
(Grah)
B.O.I
Where we dropping like It's P.O.I
Hit them vowels I said E-O-I
Nigga slimy like a D.I.Y
Bring up old shit like It's BO5
Three bad bitches like It's TRI
Y2K, with the stars on side
Might be wrong, that ain't cross my mind
If I blow up tomorrow
Ain't gonna be shit to borrow
Swiss cheese to a barcode
I'm kicking it like Ronaldo
Hack a nigga like John Doe
My girl pretty like Moscow
Execute nigga like Mondo
Got the syndrome like Stockholm
I'm making this money move
Not a broke boy boy boy
I can't mess with these females
They gonna use me like a rose toy
I don't wear a helmet
But she call me her special boy
I don't know why they act fake
Acting like a decoy
They don't know my name
So they just call me John Doe
I don't even rap for real
I do it as a joke
Went to the school bathrooms
And it smell like dope
They tried to put it on me
But I don't even smoke
(Grah)
B.O.I
Where we dropping like It's P.O.I
Hit them vowels I said E-O-I
Nigga slimy like a D.I.Y
Bring up old shit like It's BO5
Three bad bitches like It's TRI
Y2K, with the stars on side
Might be wrong, that ain't cross my mind
Why you taking time away from
She like"Boy"
Why you look the other way from
Talking"Boy"
Why my racks on the floor
She said"Boy"
Why your pants so heavy metal, I'm like
(Grah)
B.O.I
Where we dropping like It's P.O.I
Hit them vowels I said E-O-I
Nigga slimy like a D.I.Y
Bring up old shit like It's BO5
Three bad bitches like It's TRI
Y2K, with the stars on side
Might be wrong, that ain't cross my mind
If I blow up tomorrow
Ain't gonna be shit to borrow
Swiss cheese to a barcode
I'm kicking it like Ronaldo
Hack a nigga like John Doe
My girl pretty like Moscow
Execute nigga like Mondo
Got the syndrome like Stockholm
I'm making this money move
Not a broke boy boy boy
I can't mess with these females
They gonna use me like a rose toy
I don't wear a helmet
But she call me her special boy
I don't know why they act fake
Acting like a decoy
They don't know my name
So they just call me John Doe
I don't even rap for real
I do it as a joke
Went to the school bathrooms
And it smell like dope
They tried to put it on me
But I don't even smoke
(Grah)
B.O.I
Where we dropping like It's P.O.I
Hit them vowels I said E-O-I
Nigga slimy like a D.I.Y
Bring up old shit like It's BO5
Three bad bitches like It's TRI
Y2K, with the stars on side
Might be wrong, that ain't cross my mind
Credits
Writer(s): Kha F., Delta Moai
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