Like A boy

C-I-A-R-A

Pull up your pants (just like 'em)
Take out the trash (just like 'em)
Gettin' your cash like 'em
Fast like 'em
Girl, you wanna act like he did (what I'm talkin' bout')
Security codes on everything
On vibrate so your phone don't ever ring
(Joint account) and another one he don't know about (hey)

Wish we could switch up the roles and I could be that
Tell you I love you, but when you call, I never get back
Would you ask them questions like me, like where you be at?
'Cause I'm out, four in the morning on the corner, rolling, doing my own thing

What if I, had a thing on the side
Made you cry?
Would the rules change up, or would they still apply?
If I played you like a toy
Sometimes I wish I could act like a boy

Can't be getting mad, what you mad?
Can't handle that
Can't be getting mad, what you mad?
Can't handle that

Girl, go ahead and be (just like 'em)
Go run the streets (just like 'em)
Come home and sleep like 'em, creep like 'em
Front wit' your friends, act hard when you wit' 'em, like 'em (what?)
Keep a straight face when you tell a lie
Always keep an airtight alibi (keep him in the dark)
What he don't know won't break his heart (ayy)

Wish we could switch up the roles and I could be that
Tell you I love you, but when you call, I never get back
Would you ask them questions like me, like where you be at?
'Cause I'm out, four in the morning on the corner, rolling, doing my own thing

What if I, had a thing on the side
Made you cry? (Made you cry?)
Would the rules change up, or would they still apply?
If I played you like a toy
Sometimes I wish I could act like a boy

Can't be getting mad, what you mad?
Can't handle that
Can't be getting mad, what you mad?
Can't handle that
Can't be getting mad, what you mad?
Can't handle that
Can't be getting mad, what you mad?
Can't handle that

If I was always gone
With the sun getting home (would you like that?)
Told you I was with my crew when I knew it wasn't true
If I act like you
Walk a mile off in your shoes (would you like that?)
I'm messing with your head again
Dose of your own medicine

What if I, had a thing on the side
Made you cry? (Made you cry?)
Would the rules change up, or would they still apply?
If I played you like a toy
Sometimes I wish I could act like a boy

Can't be getting mad, what you mad?
Can't handle that
Can't be getting mad, what you mad?
Can't handle that
Can't be getting mad, what you mad?
Can't handle that
Can't be getting mad, what you mad?
Can't handle that

R-A, go
It's The Clutch
If I played you, would you like that? (It's Ciara, ha)
Had friends, would you like that? (It's Ciara, ha, ha)
Never call, would you like that? (Another one)
No, no, you wouldn't like that, no

What you mad? Can't handle that
What if I, made you cry?
Would they still apply?
What if I, if I played you like a toy
Sometimes I wish I could act like a boy

(Can't handle that)



Credits
Writer(s): Candice Clotiel Nelson, Ezekiel L. Lewis, Ciara Princess Harris, Patrick Michael Smith, Balewa M. Muhammad, Calvin Kenon
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