Boy, uh huh, boy, uh huh Boy, uh huh, boy, uh huh Boy, uh huh, boy, uh huh Boy, uh huh, boy, uh huh Boy, uh huh, boy, uh huh Boy, uh huh, boy, uh huh
like these walls are closin' in This roof is cavin' in Uh, it's time to raise it, then Your tasin' them with like pages in My book of rhymes got 'em cookin' Boy
Whitiest beefin' with the mistress Can see they just beatin' up Got even the little kids pickin' up pennies and nickels 'Cuz they're fallin' in love with his teddy book
metal in your smile makes you shine [Janelle Monae] I'm your nerd girl Reading comics in the dark My favorite station's NPR, yours too You're my nerd boy Love
me go, let me go You've got to let me go Right or wrong Let me go I'm on my path Let me go My mama loved me more than I do She said you pop was just
zone Nigga back to the books to the rhymes that took me All around the world Brooklyn bombers Detroit players Chi-Town, all around the world Said it's all love
we go right? Where did we go right? Gimme those books Fat, fat, fatty Gimme those books Fat, fat, fatty Books, fat Books, fat Books, fat Books, fat
I?m gonna be here It?s a matter of extreme importance My first teenage love affair Eh eh eh eh, eh eh, eh eh eh eh aay I love our secret meetings On
s gonna have it's way, love will wait You can try to step in between Love and destiny but what will be will be Love will wait, oh yeah, love will wait
on the daily mission Keep your distance from the flames Maybe you can survive, forever and a day Hell, yeah, got me flippin' in the North Coast Remember me, the crook who wrote the book
a tool in a bag/ Nigga so clean I don't need to brag/ Pretty girls on my, try to leave with half, but they fuck wit'cha boy cause they see the cash/
limit to what i earn, if it aint money why should i be concerned, burn is what my enemies do, just like weed 223 reasons to bleed, yes indeed, im a ghetto boy
zero that Sex the Lo, dice the Lo Il'l tell you what On the night vision decision underneath the silver moon Boy from company C A day sugar love Chief
when I came home last nightSome folks say I'm livin' in sin, but I know (chorus) The Lord loves the drinkin' man The Preacher man he told me boy
book You'd find a picture of me You'd say now this ole boy Ain't too smart wearing his heart on his sleeve I'm a sucker for love, oh I'm a true romantic
CHORUS: I Got That Sexy Love Nasty Love That Get Your Camera Love So Bring Your Stamina, Stamina Baby I Could Handle Ya I Got That Sexy Love Nasty Love That Get Your Camera Love
through half the sailing Yeah, I don't care if I sell or not The boy is hot, that be wit a oven glove Fuck mainstream, keep me wit gangsta love Street
, god damn it boy, somebody get a bucket of water to throw on this putz, honey some kibble, cool down, cool down, "you got to cool down boy"." He's a
