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right right right now
We going the club, yeah we going till end
I'm out here with my boys and you out here with your friends
I know you mad at me right
gonna neeed a helping hand to
Get me out of Neverland
Get me out of Neverland
I knew a boy, he was made to chase the sun
He’d try to get away with what he
cell, I promise
Take your mother's warning, Roman, please
Back to bed, run along, let's go, come on
Wash your mouth out with soap, boys
with me, roll with me
Head down to New Orleans
I should be wearing out the blacktop
Out there with the boys I love
Everybody will you roll with me,
got lovin'
Bring on the noise
You got lovin'
Out with the boys
You got lovin'
We're on the top of the World
1, 2, 3 What the hell I can't see
4, 5, 6
hang out with all the boys
It's fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A.
It's fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A.
You can get yourself clean, you can have a good meal
You
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And I hate when you’re out with the boys cos I know that your boys will be checkiing for samples
Yes I could be Salty but I don’t need that
hanging out with my boy, Young Hov
The billionaire!
Yeah, thug! Ha ha haha
Sheeeiiit! Boy’s astronomical he outta here
You motherfuckers!
Hahaha
WHAT!
Blowing up my phone on a Friday night
You're out with the boys buzzin' on Bud Light
Well, Baby, that's cool, but I ain't gonna be waiting on you, no
Who up
We got next
Me n mine boy
Alright let's go
Balling out hooking like Kareem boy
Call it out point guard with the ball boy
Balling now you
at least that's what I say to hang out with boys
What's wrong with me, I cannot tell
I am so sick, not sick to my stomach
But sick of this shit
that I have
She said,
Out with the boys don't cut it no more
And "I'm sorry" is just noise, she's heard it all before
Said that ring on her finger, well it
These niggas sneak dissin but wont get no answer
What you do?
Pop out with this hammer
Boy i'm a beast at this mf shit
If that boy wanna go we gone
our toys
We joined a band and made lots of noise
But I gotta say one of my greatest joys
Was hanging out with the Glendale Boys
We'd bop to the Sweet
Y3 time aso oo
Abrabo y3 ya
Y3 hia y3n Doe
Told my bro's we will never be the same Here
Y3b3 blow we go cash out with pay cheques
Boys abr3 o but we
now the boy want to run out with the boys tonight
And the girls are on the corner in a fashion show all right
I got their allmoter dead on my right
I had to go
And hangout, make lots of noise
And lay out late with a boy
Make the mistakes that she make 'cause she knew all along
I was already
with the same old toys
The neighbors screaming when the noise annoys
Somebody naggin' you when you're out with the boys
They're always
They're always
Hey girl he treats you bad
Leaves you at home on your own while he roams
Said he was out with the boys
Smells like sweet perfume
Lipsticks on his
Teenage suicide rate's shot high
And we understand the reasons why
Bleach does more than whiten socks
Don't you wanna hang out with the Bleach Boys, baby?
bring the k out
Everybody trying to slide on each other until somebody get laid out
Ian even finna play with you boys this Mossberg gone make you lay down
and a box of blunts
If it's money you want, it's money you get
Ya hang out with the boy then it's money you with
Ya ever believe that I'd ever believe
to wear
Old clothes will have to do
'Cause the kids all need new shoes
I got bridge club on Tuesday night
He goes out with the boys and gets tight
have gone out with other boys
If this should end, I don't mind
If this should end, I will find
I won't complain (I won't complain)
I feel no pain (I
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