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Boy Boy Video (MV)




Performed By: $erious Klein
Length: 3:16
Written by: Kelvin Boakye




$erious Klein - Boy Boy Lyrics




Intro
Yeah
Yah, yah, yah, yah
Woah
Yeah

Verse 1
I got my back against the world
I got some women talking nice
Aye, that's a slide up in my DMs, woah
Yeah
These little rappers talking slick
Can't keep their girlfriends of my dick
Aye, that's a problem with the mandem, woah!
Me don't ever talk around, me don't conversate
Me just f*cking up the game, burning down the scene
Momma, I be making stacks, Dubai with the team
Tripple 5 them boys boy, what the f*ck you mean?
Me don't ever f*ck around
I slap 'em if they touch the crown
They underrate a nigga 'cause he conscious
I pull up when I hit your town
All you used to run your mouth
But when it's meet up nigg, its only silence
Yeah
You better check me, I'm too reckless these days
These bugs tryna catch the hype of my f*cking mattress these days
And f*ck the free shit, no more shit about my exes these days
I'm Seri the King, that boy boy
I'm the maddest these days
Aye

Hook
Who these f*cking niggas talking bout?
Boy boy!
He be burning down the whole f*cking scene
Boy boy stop!
Everybody wanna try
Boy boy!
He burning down your whole f*cking block
Boy boy!
On some real nigga Heshook took the game
Boy boy!
Diggits on his motherf*cking name
Boy boy stop!
He just killed these f*cking lames
Boy boy!
He just aiming for the motherf*cking top
Boy boy stop!

Verse 2
Fugazi ass rappers, catched em' lying and such
Your counterfriends is all worried
Cause them numbers to tough
He went from couches to hotels
Blow ups with Alicia
Them cortez and them track suits
Mirror mirror he that nigga
Me ain't never skipped a meal
Me just duplicate
Bebe tell me how you feel
Cherry pie , Sade
They ain't never had a dice
Me ain't never played
Motherf*cker what it is ?
Get out the f*cking way
I pull up when I hit your block
I deuce it from the highest top
No shaking hands
Cause all you niggas nauseous
My drops got all these suckers f*cked
Woke, no more calling hogs
On a front row, your favorite rapper getting bodied
Yeh, you better listen real close right now
I am the realist story that has ever been told right now
So keep your eyes wide open
And your ears even wider
And watch the words that you carry
Me no talking no Mariah
Boy boy

Hook
Who these niggas talking bout
Boy boy
He be burning down the whole f*cking scene
Boy boy stop
Everybody wanna try
Boy boy
He burning down your whole f*cking block
Boy boy
On some real nigga Heshook took game
Boy boy
Diggits on his motherf*cking name
Boy boy stop
He just killed these f*cking lames
Boy boy
He just aiming for the motherf*cking top
Boy boy stop
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Intro
Yeah
Yah, yah, yah, yah
Woah
Yeah

Verse 1
I got my back against the world
I got some women talking nice
Aye, that's a slide up in my DMs, woah
Yeah
These little rappers talking slick
Can't keep their girlfriends of my dick
Aye, that's a problem with the mandem, woah!
Me don't ever talk around, me don't conversate
Me just f*cking up the game, burning down the scene
Momma, I be making stacks, Dubai with the team
Tripple 5 them boys boy, what the f*ck you mean?
Me don't ever f*ck around
I slap 'em if they touch the crown
They underrate a nigga 'cause he conscious
I pull up when I hit your town
All you used to run your mouth
But when it's meet up nigg, its only silence
Yeah
You better check me, I'm too reckless these days
These bugs tryna catch the hype of my f*cking mattress these days
And f*ck the free shit, no more shit about my exes these days
I'm Seri the King, that boy boy
I'm the maddest these days
Aye

Hook
Who these f*cking niggas talking bout?
Boy boy!
He be burning down the whole f*cking scene
Boy boy stop!
Everybody wanna try
Boy boy!
He burning down your whole f*cking block
Boy boy!
On some real nigga Heshook took the game
Boy boy!
Diggits on his motherf*cking name
Boy boy stop!
He just killed these f*cking lames
Boy boy!
He just aiming for the motherf*cking top
Boy boy stop!

Verse 2
Fugazi ass rappers, catched em' lying and such
Your counterfriends is all worried
Cause them numbers to tough
He went from couches to hotels
Blow ups with Alicia
Them cortez and them track suits
Mirror mirror he that nigga
Me ain't never skipped a meal
Me just duplicate
Bebe tell me how you feel
Cherry pie , Sade
They ain't never had a dice
Me ain't never played
Motherf*cker what it is ?
Get out the f*cking way
I pull up when I hit your block
I deuce it from the highest top
No shaking hands
Cause all you niggas nauseous
My drops got all these suckers f*cked
Woke, no more calling hogs
On a front row, your favorite rapper getting bodied
Yeh, you better listen real close right now
I am the realist story that has ever been told right now
So keep your eyes wide open
And your ears even wider
And watch the words that you carry
Me no talking no Mariah
Boy boy

Hook
Who these niggas talking bout
Boy boy
He be burning down the whole f*cking scene
Boy boy stop
Everybody wanna try
Boy boy
He burning down your whole f*cking block
Boy boy
On some real nigga Heshook took game
Boy boy
Diggits on his motherf*cking name
Boy boy stop
He just killed these f*cking lames
Boy boy
He just aiming for the motherf*cking top
Boy boy stop
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Writer: Kelvin Boakye
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.


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