100 lyrics for "Boys boys boys"

Bring the boys back home Don't leave the children on their own, no, no Wrong, do it again Are you feeling okay? There's a man answering, but he keeps hanging up Is there anybody out there?
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Heard she can do some tricks with her mouth nigga Heard she be lyin' on them boys that floss nigga I heard she can do some tricks with her mouth nigga I heard (ugh) I heard (what) I heard (what) I heard (Rich Homie) I heard (Gucci) I heard (what you
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You know I want you It's not a secret I try to hide Say you were made to be mine No one could say what we get to be You know you want me So don't keep saying our hands are tied You claim it's not in the cards And faith is pulling you miles away And out
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I don't wanna go to school I just wanna break the rules Comin' up until we die Boys and girls across the world Putting on our dancing shoes Going to the discotheque Getting high and getting wrecked Na-na na na And never stop, it's how we ride
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Wraaa Everybody get the fuck up Though many have come There will never be another one Wraaa Daddy gonna pop that trunk Yeah, battle ship sunk, throwing dirt rock chunks Sling shot rocks broke no money lumps Looking up too D boys with the pretty dunks
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What kind of love have you got? Victim of love, I see a broken heart. I could be wrong but I'm not, no, I'm not. Victim of love, we're not so far apart. You should be home but you're not. A room full of noise and dangerous boys Still make you thirsty and
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When you're a boy Boys keep swinging Boys always work it out Heaven loves ya The clouds part for ya Nothing stands in your way Clothes always fit ya Life is a pop of the cherry You can wear a uniform
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When, my, time comes around Lay me gently in the cold dark earth No grave can hold my body down I'll crawl home to her Boys workin' on empty Is that the kinda way to face the burning heat? I just think about my baby I'm so full of love I could barely eat
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Hey everybody take a look at me, I've got street credibility, I may not have a job, But I have a good time, With the boys that I meet "down on the line" I don't need you So you don't approve, Well, who asked you to?
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When this war is over It will be a better day But it won't bring back Those poor boys in their graves Ain't no sense in no action Killin' people all the time When it happens on the street We call that a crime Man, he can get along
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