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Tue, Oct 16, 2012 at 12:23 PM

The Boys

Punchline queen, no box to dough
Might pull up in a porshe, no box to dough
Tell the hater, yo, don't you got shit to blow?
Till I'm Kangaroo Nick, I'll box the hoe
Should've said I got five in the pastel boat
Don't go against Nicki in pastel boat
Other king do it my wrist more popsicle
Meenie's home couldn't bowl with a testicle

Your lipstick stains
Smells like a cheap hotel
Diamond watches and a gold chain
Can't make my frown turn around

The boys always spending all their money on love
The boys always spending all their money on love

They wanna touch it, taste, see it, feel, bone it, own it, yeah yeah
Diamonds are a paper chaser, get that money, yeah yeah

You get high, crock a whole bunch of girls
And then cry on top of the world
I hope you have the time of your life
I hope I don't lose it tonight

Ball head, you got lots of juice
Last night I don't the curves, so I block to coops
Watch the deuce, man, I sting it
And my kitty cat did it
Did you ever really love Ms. Tebby?
Prr, pull up in a, prr, whist on prr, we on prr

I don't even break when I'm backing up
I swerve on a nickel at the acting up
I done pushing more sixes than the play date
Your money by the millions, fork off daybreak
Oven

Your bossed stuck swag
Got 'em drooling like a new born bag
The dollars in their eyes
Got them lining by a masquerade

The boys always spending all their money on love
The boys always spending all their money on love

They wanna touch it, taste, see it, feel, bone it, own it, yeah yeah
Diamonds are a paper chaser, get that money, yeah yeah

You get high, crock a whole bunch of girls
And then cry on top of the world
I hope you have the time of your life
I hope I don't lose it tonight

I know you been pursuing to them good lace friends
Girl is my my sungs carry them for 8 months
And yes, you premature, young money to the core
I might get you a ticket so you can come see the truth

Oh, that's your new girl?! That's the mid grey
By 50 you in your face with the switch blaze
Or the razor, get a razor
She my sun Khia, but I ain't raised her
Lose me, hey girl, I get that loosely paper
There'll be the next be studied, our T Rex they got it

I told them Nicki be chilling
I'm lucky putting the fillings
Because you never be joining
You couldn't even be picking
You couldn't even be tripping
You can't afford other kitchen
I might hate hazy relations
I go to Asia where asian
You may dust it, you were lill dusty pastel
I might just come through with the six like my name was blossom

You get high, crock a whole bunch of girls
And then cry on top of the world
I hope you have the time of your life
I hope I don't lose it tonight

You get high, crock a whole bunch of girls
And then cry on top of the world
I hope you have the time of your life
I hope I don't lose it tonight

The boys always spending all their money on love
The boys always spending all their money on love
The boys always spending all their money on love
The boys always spending all their money on love

  1. #2barbie avatar

    On Tue, Oct 16, 2012 at 12:34 PM, #2barbie said:

    love this song can't wait for the video

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