Fantasia - Hood Boy Lyrics

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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

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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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