Hey Boy
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Is it the 7-7 45
Plus I'm lookin hella fly
That's what got these bitches like
Hey boy, hey boy, hey boy
Could it be they see me
Pull up in the G4, stuntin like an evil soul
Flossy in my street clothes
That's what got these bitches like
Hey boy, hey boy, hey boy
Yeah, she like the flyest guys
In the flyest rides (ballin)
Like Jim Jones we flyin high
That new four door, flyin spur flyin by
Maui Waui in the coconut blunt, Hawaii high
Hoppin out the ride, look in mommy eyes
She see the 22's, now mommy wanna ride
A hundred call me the fall guy
Cause I be stuntin nigga, throwin hundreds in the sky
You niggas make it rain, I make it hurricane
You smokin Mary Jane, I got that purple mane
And I can leave with the baddest bitch, swervin lanes
You run my game so dummy that I deserve the brain
You see the biker chain hangin from the antiques
You see the Prada shades, same on my feet
You see the VVS's, same on my teeth
Shinin on them hoes, no shades when I speak
Is it the 7-7 45
Plus I'm lookin hella fly
That's what got these bitches like
Hey boy, hey boy, hey boy
Could it be they see me
Pull up in the G4, stuntin like an evil soul
Flossy in my street clothes
That's what got these bitches like
Hey boy, hey boy, hey boy
Her lips is so soft, her ass is so soft
Her tits is so soft, she love niggas that's soft
But I go so hard
Like Wayne I'm that caine in the coke jar
BMF style, poppin rolls at the Grove bar
Miami life, watchin Miami Vice
Bling, kissin Miami ice
I'm with my Haitian niggas, got that Miami white
We at the Rolex, trickin on Miami dykes
I'm at the Harlem Nights, when I'm in H-Town
I'm strapped for life, I call it J-Town
When I'm in A-Town, I'm at the Body Tap
I'm with my nigga Sean Paul and everybody strapped
I got a Georgia peach, we call her from the front
Because the ass so big, you see it from the front
I mean the ass so big, I hit it for a run
After I hit it I be passin bitches like the one
Is it the 7-7 45
Plus I'm lookin hella fly
That's what got these bitches like
Hey boy, hey boy, hey boy
Could it be they see me
Pull up in the G4, stuntin like an evil soul
Flossy in my street clothes
That's what got these bitches like
Hey boy, hey boy, hey boy