Everybody knows I'm him But you you know I'm him Well you you know I'm the hoochie coochie man The gypsy woman told my my mother Before I was born I got got a boy boy child's comin' He's gonna be a son of a gun He gonna make pretty women's Jump and shout

I got got a question Will the truth really set you you free? When the police gon' stop pressing me? When them boys gon' stop pressing me? When my my girl gon' stop stressing me, second guessing me? When my my bitch gon' stop stressing me, second guessing me? Look,

I'm gonna bring it on home, now I'm gonna bring it on home to you you I done bought my my ticket, I got got my load Conductor done hollered, "All, aboard" Take my my seat and ride way back And watch this train move down the track I think about the good times I once

Falling in love (hey) I got got the recipe Take a sip of my my secret potion Boy, you belong to me And it's called black magic (And it's called black magic) Wanna know what it is make the boys want more I'll make you you fall in love For a spell that can't be broken

I got got a test for you you You said you you want my my heart Well baby you you can have it all all I got got a lot of boys And we can make you you right And if you you get too high (That north north, that up top, that OVO and that XO)

Your love your love your love Because your love, your love, your love, is my my drug I said your love, your love, your love, is my my drug What you've got got boy boy is hard to find Think about it all all about it all all the time I'm all all strung up my my heart is fried I just

I'm just a brown boy boy with a bag I got got hitters poppin' shit, I'm just poppin' all these tags Come get your issue, we got got mags The only time when I'm not fuckin' on your bitch, she on the rag Told my my plug I need a pound You You know I'm good for it I book a

Cause I’m a girl Cause I’m a girl, Oh yeah With a bottle of wine and you you I’m a girl, I got got skills I can dance all all night in five inch heels And make you you feel like the luckiest boy boy in the world I can get a free drink for flipping my my hair I can rock a

Told that bitch give me head Ocho Cinco, Ocho Cinco, Ocho Cinco Got Got a 100 grand in my my side pocket All All the hustlas love it, you know I speak the lingo (OBG Niggas) Haaaan, Los (Original Bad Boy Boy Gang) What they talkin' bout (Coke Boys) Hear them niggas

(Boy Boy you got got all my, my, all my my) Baby don't you you know you you got all all my love (all my my love) Nothin' but lovin' you, nothin' but lovin' you baby I'm lovin' you, lovin' you, lovin' it, lovin' it baby Love and affection all all my attention Lovin' you, lovin' you,