Lyrics:
want to Ginger,
Boys in here want to Ginger
Oya nisho to my room
One by one abi na two by two
They say your backa boom boom boom
Girl let me make your
want to Ginger,
Boys in here want to Ginger
Oya nisho to my room
One by one abi na two by two
They say your backa boom boom boom
Girl let me make your
it and know you shouldn't try?
Why you treat your girls and eat your girls like they are pie?
Why you keep on talkin' and you runnin' off your beak?
game
Lemme be the one
That’s drive you insane
My body to your body
Come close to me
Close to me boy
I wanna feel up on your bod girl
Lemme do it
Oh, oh, oh girls
Oh, oh, oh boys
I just can't do good by you, I just can't do good by you
Oh, oh, oh girls
Oh, oh, oh boys
I just can't do good by
Knowin' that mah boys goin have my back (yeah-eeh-yeah)
Only at the southside girl (southside, eh-eeh-eh)
Southside
Girl I'll know that we can make it
to my table, racks on racks to my naval
Got all the girls wanna rock the young boy like a cradle, well!
Girl back it up
Girl back it up
Girl back it up
) hurry up 'cause you're takin' too long
(Talk to me, boy) bet I'll have you naked by the end of this song
So what did you come here for? (I came
your're the chosen (you're the chosen)
Sayin time you're in trouble (you in trouble)
Mama told me stay up by that corner (at that corner)
Thank God that we
fell in love
She fell in love with a Balmain Boy
She fell in love
Yeah look
She fell in love with a Balmain boy
Treating my girls as if they toys
Don't
something good
But I shoulda had another mechanic under my hood
If you see me walking by you, boy, don't you even speak
Pretend you on the sofa and I'm
nigga you would never be (Oh na, na, oh na)
Boy you think I'm stupid?
What you think I'm clueless?
You keeṗ chasing them girls
Boy you get their deuces
, Nagarathile Chekkan
I'm a City Boy, yeah
City Boy, Young Toxic Chekkan
I'm a City Boy, yeah
City Boy
Got that female attention
Surrounded by fans
innocent
You wanna get in my world, get lost in it
Boy, I'm tired of running, let's walk for a minute
Promiscuous girl, wherever you are
I'm all alone
heart really sad boy
You betta crown me
Ohh, ohh, I choose you girl, yeah
Ahh, I choose you baby
You fuckin' wit' my loot
When you late on yo' child
scared I'ma take they chick (They chick)
Must be the money, 'cause a young boy rich (Real rich)
You could drop a dime, but I make it make sense
Girl
of sixty bottles of Sean Don
Dope barrel hoodie, bad boy no Sean Jon
From Panama to Maui pretty girls poppin' molly
Roberto Cavallis, drop beemers drove
fly
And I know you see me but boy you watch me, watch me
You don't say hi, hi, you don't say hi, hi
Indy girls need love, indy girls need love too
Boys know my face
When I pass by betcha girl'll wave "Hey!"
They feelin my dougies
Fresh like dougie
But not dougie fresh
Dougie Z
I'm thuggin
And you
your hands in the air)
Well, my name is Ciara for all you fly fellas
No one can do it better (she'll sing on a capella)
Boy, the music makes me lose
with the gang and we're making some noise
You say you like you an African Boy
African Boy
I've been down for so long
Girl, make sure to hold on
I'll be
me on the Southside
Baby, we can go hide
Knowin' that my boys gon' have my back (yeah-yeah)
Only on the Southside, girl (Southside, yeah-yeah)
surrounded by the girls
With the tank tops and the flirty words
I'm just sipping on chamomile
Watching boys and girls and their sex appeal
With a stranger in
and side to side
Then I let the Alpine play
Bumpin' new shit by NWA
It was "Gangsta Gangsta" at the top of the list
Then I played my own shit, it went
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