Sexy Boy

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Wiki] Have you seen my moves? On the fucking dance floor, What I do When some Drake come on I stick my fist up in my mouth and groove Other hand up myself What the fuck you bout my dude Don't doubt the dude, or I'll start pouting When I pout my dude I have it out for you And next they probably vouch for you I'm mixed up, Hurt Kick up dirt, yurrd What I said the first time I ever picked up Perc I seen shorty dig up dirt But shorty she would need a hook The sicker the verses gonna pick up, pick up murk [Chorus: Speak] I think I'm cute I know I'm sexy I got the looks That drive a ho wild I got the moves That really move em I send a chill Up and down a bitch spine [Verse 2: Mike Dece] God dammit! I know I'm sexy ho I doubt it I got white like Shawn Michaels I forgot just what a drought is Yes I am getting higher than a cloud is [?] kush got me lurking around And thinking bout ways just to knock your ass out And fuck up your life with one hit like that brown That heroin selling got me polo down She think that i'm sexy cause I am [?] I nut on her face I give her a [?] And beat up that bitch with my dick like Chris Brown Shawn Michaels, turn your whore to my disciple All of this coke in my pockets Like Rogaine it grow I got blow like a white ho Losing Glocks like a recycle So paranoid like a psycho Leave you bleeding menstrual cycle And I keep the strap on me like dyke hoes [Verse 3: Fat Tony] She think I'm cute She know I'm sexy Used to be my chick But it got messy If you with the shits Girl you can text me I'm not a blood But I'm reddy Try to play me like pit ball But I'm a dog like pitbull And I fight hard Don't leave me in the front yard Cause the shit will get you That's on god You see that we up Then wanna re-up But no deal, my Bia Bia Look like Aaliyah In high heels She think I'm cute She know I'm sexy She on the kid It got messy I'm with the shits She with it too My ex trip when she hit me I say "who?" [Verse 4: Speak] I think I'm cute I'm rolling down the block In my Suzuki Jeep My bitch from Indonesia I know that she a freak I think my trunk got tremors It's shaking like some flan I drink until I'm braindead And pass out on my lawn I know my shit is bumpin Get you Krumpin What you puffin I tie my bitch to leather straps I left her in my dungeon Flamboyant clever boy and Futuristic cyber goth Kevlar space suit Bullet proof, the block is hot Rap a lot like Rap-A-Lot Spend it all in Cavisson Trapathon, Trapathon I'm massive like a mastodon Big checks we make 'em My ex Jamaican My sex amazing I flex with asians [Chorus] I think I'm cute I know I'm sexy I got the looks That drive a ho wild I got the moves That really move em I send a chill Up and down a bitch spine