We're under the sheets and you're killing me Like all the boys before Like all the boys boys boys boys In our house made of paper, your words all over me Like all the boys before, like all the boys before We're in a mess baby, we're in a mess babe

If I send for my baby, man, and she don't come All the doctors in Hot Springs sure can't help her none She got a .38 special but I believe it's most too light Her .38 special, boys, it do very well Hey, hey, baby, where you stayed last night? Ah-oh boy,

May it never end And may your winning streak Winters cold May you always have someone good to hold May your winning streak Through summers long and And may good fortune wait on every bend So, roll the dice, boy 'Cause my money's on you

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

Was dancin' to the Jailhouse Rock Everybody in the whole cell block This one recorded live Right here tonight And I think you've got the fuckin' jive Cause we've got some bad beat boogie woogie For ya boys

Here we go now Pour the shots out Everyone is getting hammered And the tabs on me We're going hard cause we run this shit So stay the fuck at home if you party like a bitch Take another and drink it all down We can have ten more We keep it rowdy as fuck

Broward County, 954, we here, I kicked the door down 'Nolia boy shit, 1800 block, ugly corner, tied, gleeful I was hopin' that you'd ride for me the way I rode for you I wish my boy was here to see the man that I grew into And I know if I'm feelin' like

Bad boys, bad boys Whatcha gonna do, whatcha gonna do When they come for you You chuck it on that one You chuck it on this one You chuck it on your mother and You chuck it on your father You chuck it on your brother and You chuck it on your sister

The thug nigga, drug dealer where you at, a where you at nigga Ya dope boyz in the trapp nigga A crack a ki' a crumb do it fifty mo' times The quarter go for 5 and the half go for 9 Still in the trapp wit them break down dimes Hit me on the hipper

Downtown, downtown (downtown) You don't want no beef, boy Know I run the streets, boy Better follow me towards What you see is what you get girl Don't ever forget girl Ain't seen nothing yet until you're