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3OH3 lyrics : "i'm not your boyfriend baby"

I'm not your boyfriend, baby,

I ain't your cute little sex toy,


I'm not your lion or your tiger,


Won't be your nasty little boy,

I'm not your boyfriend, baby,


I can't grant your every wish,


I'm not your knight in shining armor,

So, I just leave you with this kiss





You can catch me on the speedtrain,

Beeper in a three-way,


Shinin' with the gleam chain,


And your honey givin' me brain,

You can catch me watchin' AI,


Later when It's game time,


Pinkie with the same shine,

Big poetic canine





You know I rep' this %#@!,

I gots it tatted on my skin,


If you f**kin' with my city,


Then you f**kin' with my kin,

You know I rep' this %#@!,


I got my hands up on your chest,


Motherf**kers best believe it,

That you're f**kin' with the best





I'm not your boyfriend, baby,

I ain't your cute little sex toy,


I'm not your lion or your tiger,


Nah, nah, won't be your nasty little boy,

Whoo, I'm not your boyfriend, baby,


Yeah, I can't grant your every wish,


Yeah, I'm not your knight in shining armor,

So, I just leave you with this kiss





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--




You can catch me on the speedtrain,

Beeper in a three-way,

Shinin' with the gleam chain,


And your honey givin' me brain,

You can catch me watchin' AI,

Now It's game time,


Pinkie with the same shine,

Big poetic canine




You know I rep' this %#@!,

I gots it tatted on my skin,

And if you f**kin' with my city,

Then you f**kin' with my kin,


You know I rep' this %#@!,

I got my hands up on your chest,

Motherf**kers best believe it,


That you f**kin' with the best



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 whi--

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,

All these asphyxiated, self-medicated; take the white pill, you'll feel alright

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