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Correct Hood Boy Lyrics
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Correct Hood Boy
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Yeah Ya gotta understand what I'm talkin' about I'm talkin' about this one Sexy, sexy as hell to me Yeah, love, love So let me tell ya 'bout a player I know 6 foot 4, suit 25, he's all the way live See where I come from we like 'em like that He don't talk smack, he just twist caps off See that's the only kinda dude I'm demandin' And let the girl like me understand it And the ones that ain't they still gotta have it They don't know why but they chained to I need a hood boy wife beaters and chains Always in the trap and he looks so mean I need a hood boy go on 'head pretty We don't like them, need somethin' realer I need a hood boy Hot boys, rock boys Street boys, B-boys Man, I love them boys go on say He knows how to treat a lady But he won't let you get too rowdy He stands up for himself That's what I like most about him He's all I see and all I need And all that I want and all that I'm really used to I swear that my man's the truth I said, I swear that my man's the truth I need a hood boy, wife beaters and chains Always in the trap and he looks so mean I need a hood boy go on 'head pretty We don't like them, need somethin' more realer I need a hood boy Hot boys, rock boys Street boys, B-boys Man, I love them boys Yeah, yeah I need a hood boy, wife beaters and chains Always in the trap and he looks so mean I need a hood boy, go on 'head pretty We don't like them, need somethin' more realer I need a hood boy Hot boys, rock boys Street boys, B-boys Man, I love them boys Yeah, yeah B A double D why say bye been fly Ever since a nigga started sayin' bye That's right, stand by, 'cause we about to take flight Not a 747 but the music and the mic, bro Phone home if you want someone waitin', baby Go on home, don't wanna jeopardize your safety Maybe later we shake the haters and gets busy You say you wanna do same thing then get wit' me If not then hit me I know you know the history Last nigga ridin' 'round lookin' real crispy Ridin' round town, top down on the grizzy Grind all the time to stay hot or either sizzlin' I thought I told ya we run stop signs 'Cause we don't stop till the cops come knockin' for two block signs Not mine twine gone right like sunshine And cold north through summertime now bow down I need a hood boy, wife beaters and chains Always in the trap and he looks so mean I need a hood boy, go on 'head pretty We don't like them, need somethin' more realer I need a hood boy Hot boys, rock boys Street boys, B-boys Man, I love them boys Yeah, yeah Thought he wanna bop with you Thought he wanna bop with you Wanna bop with you I wanna bop with you
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