Lyrics:
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Saturday, Sunday rollin by
Take off your pants, let's watch TV
Boy Howdy, Hot Dog! Pretty good life
Pretty little house, pretty big wife
I can't
The boys won't leave the girls alone
Pulled me hair, stolen me comb
But that's alright till I get home
She is handsome, she is pretty
She is the belle
A pretty lil nightmare with my lil bae
A pretty lil nightmare with my lil bae
A pretty lil nightmare with my lil bae
A pretty lil nightmare with my
now sometimes on the right time.
Standing there sexy in the queue calling it a fine line.
Hit the nightclub on a weekend with my boys by my side.
at the grill on my pimp mobile)
This for my niggaz with the pretty cars
(Look at the grill on my pimp mobile)
This for my niggaz who got all the hoes
(Look
The boys won't leave the girls alone
They pull my hair, they stole my comb
Well, that's alright, 'til I go home
She is handsome, she is pretty
She is
boys want boys where I'm from
Oh, yeah, yeah, boys want boys, yeah
Ayy, whoa, boys want boys where I'm from, ay
I know you wanna get teamed by the gang
I
credit score, shit was lookin' hella low
Anywhere I go, boys wanna follow
Anywhere I go, boys wanna follow
I'm an old soul, tell by my tracfone
Check
all eyes on me, on zoom
All these boys wanna grind on me
And they all tipsy, got my heart racing
We gon' get it on 'til I see the sun rising
(Now move)
there was no chance in me pretty boy boy
Joshie make me come back to the name of the Lord
But there was no chance in me pretty boy boy
Joshie
boy's money now; sure, Lord, won't take mine
Cryin', ain't goin' down this big road by myself
Now, don't you hear me talkin', pretty mama?
Lord,
do
Yeah
You ain’t on my team
You ain’t on my team
You ain’t on my team
You ain’t on my team
Yes I’m pretty mean
Yes I’m pretty mean
Yes I’m pretty mean
Lawerence Taylor
RG3 when he played with Baylor
Rip Sean Taylor that boy there was ah true player
stack my money up by layer
got some for now and some for
and a picture show
I hope we have a little boy gonna be my pride and joy
Raise him by the golden rule
Watch him while he grows tall fishing poles and football
on 'cross that old Rabun County line"
Quarters, she said to my buddy
"You a doctor? You a soldier
I can tell by your style, boy, you a high roller"
She
up my car working for a livin'.
Drive down to the sea shore lookin' at the pretty women.
I'm an American boy.
Drive me a chevy ain't got no
more
Boys and things that come by the dozen
But that ain't nothin' but drug store lovin'
Pretty little thing, let me light your candle'
Cause
was here right now
I don't know which way to go when you gone
Every second I'm missing you
Oh, I'm missing you now
I'm missing them pretty eyes
I'm
One Pretty Girl
Well, it's a Friday night
The folks are gone
You got the tunes cranked up
On the radio
The bonfire burns
But boy there's something
plant every pretty flower
Cause I'm just a boy in the garden
Confused by the range of flowers
Cause I'm just a boy in the garden
I'm gonna plant every
this my lifestyle
Your pretty boy ain't been on shit, he copped my whole style
Man this my lifestyle, fuck with my lifestyle
Your pretty boy can't do
girl love a dead broke boy?
I was just a toy for you to enjoy
How could a pretty rich girl love a dead broke boy?
You were too coy, now I'm sitting in
The boys go to school by bus
Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba
The boys go to school by bus
Happy, happy. Happy
The girls go to school by car
Bee,
let
She won't let me go
Pretty peng ting always in my line
She won't let, she won't let, she won't let
She won't let me go
Shawty wanna be right by my
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