I've been evil, looking, about the woods. I wanna chop your head off, dead cool and good
You know that Buddha is wiser, when the Buddha is right
The Buddha ain't gonna come crying, when Toya's out at night
Come on Toya, break your bone, I don't know why you don't
You're too timing, little slut. You're a whore that bags all the men
Toya loves her stuff, getting drunk and loved
Toya's out for the night, Toya wants a brand of tight
Come on Toya, we want your stuff
Toya's the kind of lass that just..
Toya wants to know, Toya loves her guns
Toya wants to know, Toya wants her guns
Toya wants to know, Toya wants her guns
I said, yeah Toya, you want your love
You're kind of honest, when you dig that onion pitch
She's bragging about the honesty of tits
I said, you're a wanker
Toya's a shit hot artist
Does make a brand of her
Toya
Come on, just breathe with her
She's got breasts of absolute enlargement
We're choking her down
Toya
You want this girl, she is a brand and that's why
We're ready to call her what
T-T-T-T-T-T-T-Toya
We love Toya
We want Toya
We love Toya
We want Toya
Oh yeah, we love Toya, we want Toya
Toya, blame it cause we love ya
Toya
You are in bench
This is the woods where you want to delve in and be
Error of courage, you know your sister's a wench
What is she doing? Why does she believe in my songs
Toya, it's because she's not very professional