Samantha Mumba - The Boy lyrics

Checkin´ you walkin´ ´round in Ya Timbs, and
I must admit that you are looking kind of fly man
Rough boy, tough boy, attitude, and
You´ve got to know that I want to be down, and

Oooh, look at you bling blingin´
Oooh, you got me feenin´
Oooh, inside I am screamin´
Oooooh, boooooy

A thug boy
A tough boy
A rough boy
My kind of boy, boy
A cute boy
A hip boy
Oh you should be my boyfriend, boy

A thug boy
A tough boy
A rough boy
My kind of boy, boy
A cute boy
A hip boy
Oh you should be my boyfriend, boy

The next day you came my looking nice man
I peeped the ice in your ring & cross, and
I want to know can you come back by, and
The way I am feeling makes me want to get down, and

Oooh, look at you bling blingin´
Oooh, you got me feenin´
Oooh, inside I am screamin´
Oooooh, boooooy

A thug boy
A tough boy
A rough boy
My kind of boy, boy
A cute boy
A hip boy
Oh you should be my boyfriend, boy

A thug boy
A tough boy
A rough boy
My kind of boy, boy
A cute boy
A hip boy
Oh you should be my boyfriend, boy

Make you feel like you never felt
I know I told you id be working these late nights
I know you miss the good sex & the pillow fights
But im a thug & I´ve got to stay on my job
Yeah its hard
You want a rich man don´t ya
No slob
You want to lay up don´t ya
No job
You want to hit the streets huh
Get robbed
You a wife´
Queen status
You the baddest
Cute chick the maddest wit furs & the karats
Feelin all right cuz the day you comin back
You walked in the doors cuz I got ur bags packed
Cuz you going on a trip huh, we going to let ´em know
To spin when you dip huh da bed sit real low when you dip huh
We all point
Da hit boys royal da district c´mon

Chorus 5x

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