so damn yummy They satisfy my tummy I have such a sweet tooth When it comes to love Black, black, black, black Black, black, black, black Black boys
Traduzione: Capelli. Ragazzi nero.
so damn yummy They satisfy my tummy I have such a sweet tooth When it comes to love Black black black black black black black black Black boys
go boom Cut the lights off so you see what I can do [Chorus] [Verse 3] Boys, boys, all type of boys Black, white, Puerto Rican, Chinese boys {??} thanga
God's sake, ya'll niggas is coke heads Amped off of snow flakes, I'm on a paper chase Flee the scene without a trace Dipped down in black, it was me and
odd jobs it's hard livin' like God in a world full of bobs john doe's and jacks joe's and mary mack's i guess babylon wasn't made for blacks now was it
beat Jermaine Dupri, you know you wrong Fucked up Chingy's song! Afro motherfucking M-A-N Can't stand no motherfuckin' Ying Yang Twins I think Lil' Jon And The Eastside Boys
and my wife is in shock I must look pretty shocking In my bullet proof vest With my black lace stockings All this hair on my chest When the boys see me coming All the boys
even though they might have heard of God Can He love me? Will He hear my prayer? Or, think I'm ugly when He see's my clothes or sees my hair I heard
hair done, everything done nails done, hair done, everything done oh you fancy huh oh you fancy huh you fancy huh oh you fancy huh nail done, hair done
these past romances Cheers for your love-lost past You?re sipping your hurt away These boys go crazy for ya Your lipstick?s getting darker Tears run black
brown skin shinin' in the sun You got your hair combed back and your sunglasses on, baby And I can tell you my love for you will still be strong After the boys
We doin' things that the girls don't do (Danity Kane) The boys stare, we smile back (Jin-jon) All my girls in the rainbow (let's stare boys) Cadillacs
a hot boy Red a hot boy, Is you a hot boy Chopper City hot boys, We some hot boys Wide Open hot boys, We some hot boys Is you a hot boy, I wanna hot girl
it'll be like an episode of boy meets world. except without the commercials. and i'm just fine with that. how about you? i like the way you talk. i like your died black hair
wear too much black girls think its funny you dance like that boys all say you must be strange i don't see what they mean one lone patch on your black