번역: 파는 사람. 장난감 날짜.
boy toy days and I feel like such a jerk but I'm lucky to be alive in the classroom with a smirk. Back in 1985. Back in the boy toy days
him Though she hurt inside and daddy wants his son back While him knows he's still alive Stick up kid, thinking you're a glory boy Oh, fronting that stupid toy
I wish those days could come back once more Why did those days ever have to go? I wish those days could come back once more Why did those days ever
black projects thats where Drag at yea ya got heart but if I don't got my gun thats where ya gonna get stabbed at boy as a young I never grabbed that toy
I fuck with them psychos you toy like Tyco Your lights on I'm running through your tilt with the hype chrome Don't ever step to Baby Capone Boy I have
us and blast at your mind Niggas really think I'm carin' what they sayin' like they scarin' me But all they talk is noise I'm not a toy, so boy don't
your mind Niggas really think i'm carin' What they sayin' like they scarin' me But all they talk is noise I'm not a toy, so boy don't play with me Thug
without a smile. Days of the earth, are unbroken changeless turf, But the faces of the men are something else. In the wind, as a boy, was a spacious sexual toy
four And hey there lovely lady bug You got another thing comin' if you think your loved You're just another little toy in this game of lust That boy
rockers, the show shockers Who rip Lee patches off of imposters You ain't the Real McCoy, you a wind up toy And it's gonna cost ya and that's my B-Boy
I be chillin' ya heard me? Up in my fuckin' residence on Tuesdays and Thursdays Chorus B.G.: Certain days lil B.Geezy hit the block and hang 2 days
I am just a little boy Look back on my story Behind a thousand centuries Like an old forgotten toy Am I real or just a forgery A million books of mystery
I am You know you make me so mad You make me feel so sad Kinda feelings I ain't never had But ain't I been your good boy I was your favorite toy Brought
for them, even have a bath, But they are now being led, up the garden path... I was sitting in the sun reading the days press, A boy that I once knew
homework I say aiight ma, but look I got my own work Started interactin wit fiends at the age of 13 Now my momma findin rocks in my socks, glocks in my toy
a table dancer Every boy a rented hole A sad infected junkie soul Dangerous and open minded Games he plays always one sided Your downfall is calculated Glory days
I wish those days could come back once more Why did those days ever have to go? I wish those days could come back once more Why did those days ever have
