That Boy Lyrics & Tabs by D-Pryde

That Boy

guitar chords lyrics

D-Pryde

Album : CompilationPlayStop

Ay yo, D-Prizzy Do it to 'em (Richvale, OK look) I'm on my mother fucking grown man, still The Boy but I'm my own man Talking money like an old man, oh man I done learn to never take shit from no man In my city, getting busy, they don't wanna hear me go up I'm that mother fucking Boy, every time a hater hear my name he get annoyed Talk the same old shit with the same old boys, you gon' have to fucking like me, you don't even have a choice God damn with it, I'm going ham with it Quick to tell a bitch I wanna Uncle Sam with it I learnt to never give a fuck, my abstinence I need, Raf Simons, with bad bitches, half British Look I got a couple millions to make My dudes belong in the jungle, but we don't chill with no snakes See us swerve on the highway, they memorizing the plates, cause they never get to see me everyday In my city, getting busy, I'm that Boy, I'm that Boy I'm that mother fucking Boy, I'm that mother fucking Boy I'm that Boy, I'm that Boy, I'm that mother fucking Boy Feeling like the mother fucking Boy (Look Real Shit, Real) I dropped out of school like in the tenth grade Pack my bags and took a plane after like ten days For them boys who do whatever they get [?] paid We gon' get through it, we gon' do it, we gon' celebrate I move on the low low, my crew in the photo, we stuntin' Her shoes is Manolo, her booty go pogo, it's jumpin' The team, we get hype-y, the streets they gon' like me, they have to These other boys hate me, cause I do the things they can't do, shit Do it all, do it all, yea do it all Ghost Busters how it does it, you know who to call I'm plan B, I swear to Jesus if you shoot the ball, you gon' get blocked and then ain't nobody gon' like you at all Uh, player player of the damn game When we get hurt, baby all we feel is cham-pain Any everybody [?], it's probably DM, Mr. Prizzy Bitch, we always on our


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