(feat. Big Boi)
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Yeah
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Ya gotta understand what I'm talkin' about
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I'm talkin' about on this one
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Sexy
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Sexy as hell to me
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Yeah
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Love
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Love
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[Verse 1]
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So let me tell ya bout a player I know
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6 foot 4
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225
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He's all the way live
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See where I come from
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We like em like that
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He don't talk smack
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He just twist caps off
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See that's the only kinda dude I'm demandin'
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And let the girl like me understand it(umm)
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And the ones that ain't
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They still gotta have it
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They don't know why
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But they chained to
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[Chorus]
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I need a hood boy
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Wifebeaters and jeans
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Always in the trap
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And he looks so mean
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I need a hood boy
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Go'on head pretty
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We don't like them there
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Need somethin' realer
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I need a hood boy
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Hot boys rock boys
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Street boys B-boys
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Man I love them boys
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Go on say
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Looooooove
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Looooooove
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[Verse 2]
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He knows how to treat a lady
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But he won't let you get too rowdy
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He stands up for himself
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That's what I like most about him
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He's all I see and all I need
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And all that I want
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And all that I'm used to
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I swear that my man's the truth
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I said I swear that my man's the truth
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[Chorus]
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I need a hood boy
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Wifebeaters and jeans
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Always in the trap
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And he looks so mean
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I need a hood boy
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Go'on head pretty
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We don't like them there
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Need somethin' realer
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I need a hood boy
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Hot boys rock boys
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Street boys B-boys
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Man I love them boys
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Go on say
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I need a hood boy
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Wifebeaters and jeans
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Always in the trap
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And he looks so mean
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I need a hood boy
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Go'on head pretty
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We don't like them there
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Need somethin' realer
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I need a hood boy
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Hot boys rock boys
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Street boys B-boys
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Man I love them boys
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Looooooooooove
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Yeah yeah yeah
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Loooooooooove
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Yeah yeah yeah
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[Big Boi]
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B a double d
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Why say bye
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Been fly
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Ever since a nigga started sayin' bye
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That's right stand by
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Cause we about to take flight
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Not a 747
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But the music and the mic
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Rophone
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Phone home
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If you want someone waitin' baby
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Go on home
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Don't wanna jeapordize your safety
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Maybe later
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We shake the haters and gets busy
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You say you wanna do same thing
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Then get wit me
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If not then hit me
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I know you know the history
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Last nigga ridin' round lookin' real crispy
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Ridin' round town, top down
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On the grizzy
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Grind all the time to stay hot
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Or either sizzlin'
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I thought I told ya niggas
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We run stop signs
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Cause we don't stop
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Till the cops come knockin'
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For two block signs
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Not mine
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Toine gone right
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Like sunshine and cold north through summertime
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Now bow down
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[Chorus]
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I need a hood boy
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Wifebeaters and jeans
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Always in the trap
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And he looks so mean
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I need a hood boy
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Go'on head pretty
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We don't like them there
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Need somethin' realer
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I need a hood boy
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Hot boys rock boys
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Street boys B-boys
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Man I love them boys
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Loooove
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Yeah yeah
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Looooove
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Hey hey shortie wanna rock with you
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Shortie wanna rock with you
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Wanna bop with you
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I wanna ride with you
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Hood Boy
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| Fantasia Barrino |
