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Hood Boy (Ultimix mixshow 2)

Fantasia
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Stand by, by, by, by, by, by, by Stand by, by, by, by, by, by, by Stand by 'cause we 'bout to take flight So let me tell you 'bout a player I know Six-foot-fo', two-twenty-five, 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 up So that's the only kind of dude I'm demandin' And every girl like me understand it And the ones that ain't, they still gotta have it They don't know why, but they stay chasin' I need a hood boy, wife beaters and jeans Always in the trap and he look so mean I need a hood boy, go 'head, pretty We don't like them and them, need somethin' mo' realer I need a hood boy, I need a hood Hot boys, block boys, street boys, D boys, man, I love them boys Yeah, oh yeah 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 love most about him He's all I see and all I need And all that I want and all that I need (Really, you do) I swear that my man's the truth, woo I swear that my man's the truth I need a hood boy, wife beaters and jeans Always in the trap and he look so mean (Hey baby) I need a hood boy, go 'head, pretty We don't like them and them, need somethin' Mo' realer (I need somethin' mo' realer) I need a hood boy, I need a hood Hot boys, block boys, street boys, D boys, man, I love them boys Yeah, oh yeah Shawty wanna ride with ya Stand by 'cause we 'bout to take flight Oh yeah G-A double E-Y, stay fly, been fly Ever since a nigga started sayin' bye That's right, stand by 'cause we 'bout to take flight Not a 747 but the music and the microphone Home, if you got somebody waitin', baby Gon' home, don't wanna jeopardize your safety Maybe later, we shake the haters and gets busy You say you want to 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 and eatin' sizzlin' I thought I told you niggas, we run stop signs 'Cause we don't stop 'til the cops come knockin', plot you block shine Not mine, Twan gon' rhyme, why? Like sunshine in pole north in summertime, now bow down I need a hood boy, wife beaters and jeans Always in the trap and he look so mean I need a hood boy, go 'head, pretty We don't like them and them, need somethin' mo' realer I need a hood boy, I need a hood Hot boys, block boys, street boys, D boys, man, I love them boys Yeah, oh yeah Shawty wanna ride with ya Shawty wanna ride with ya (Don't stop, stop, stop) Wanna ride with ya I wanna ride with ya (Don't stop, stop, stop) Shawty wanna ride with ya Shawty wanna ride with ya (Don't stop, stop, stop) Wanna ride with ya I wanna ride with ya (Don't stop, stop, stop)