I'm not your boyfriend, baby,
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I ain't your cute little sex toy,
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I'm not your lion or your tiger,
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Won't be your nasty little boy,
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I'm not your boyfriend, baby,
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I can't grant your every wish,
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I'm not your knight in shining armor,
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So, I just leave you with this kiss
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[Chorus:]
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You can catch me on the speedtrain,
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Beeper in a three-way,
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Shinin' with the gleam chain,
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And your honey givin' me brain,
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You can catch me watchin' AI,
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Melo, it's game time,
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Pinkie with the same shine,
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Pitbull and a canine
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You know I rep' this shit,
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I got it tatted on my skin,
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If you fuckin' with my city,
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Then you fuckin' with my kin,
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You know I rep' this shit,
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I got my hands up on your chest,
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Motherfuckers best believe it,
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That you're fuckin' with the best
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I'm not your boyfriend, baby,
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I ain't your cute little sex toy,
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I'm not your lion or your tiger,
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Nah, nah, won't be your nasty little boy,
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Who, I'm not your boyfriend, baby,
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Yeah, I can't grant your every wish,
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Yeah, I'm not your knight in shining armor,
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So, I just leave you with this kiss
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Kill the lights,
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These children learn from cigarette burns, fast cars, fast women, and cheap drinks,
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It feels right,
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All these asphyxiated, self-medicated; take the white pill, you'll feel alright,
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Kill the lights,
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These children learn from cigarette burns, fast cars, fast women, and cheap drinks,
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It feels right,
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All these asphyxiated, self-medicated--
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[Chorus]
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You know I rep' this shit,
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I got it tatted on my skin,
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And if you fuckin' with my city,
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Then you fuckin' with my kin,
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You know I rep' this shit,
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I got my hands up on your chest,
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Motherfuckers best believe it,
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That you fuckin' with the best
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Kill the lights,
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These children learn from cigarette burns, fast cars, fast women, and cheap drinks,
|
It feels right,
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All these asphyxiated, self-medicated; take the whi--
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Kill the lights,
|
These children learn from cigarette burns, fast cars, fast women, and cheap drinks,
|
It feels right,
|
All these asphyxiated, self-medicated; take the white pill, you'll feel alright,
|
Kill the lights,
|
These children learn from cigarette burns, fast cars, fast women, and cheap drinks,
|
It feels right,
|
All these asphyxiated, self-medicated; take the white pill, you'll feel alright,
|
Kill the lights,
|
These children learn from cigarette burns, fast cars, fast women, and cheap drinks,
|
It feels right,
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All these asphyxiated, self-medicated; take the white pill, you'll feel alright
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I'm Not Your Boyfriend Baby
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| 3oh!3 |
