The Former Fat Boys - Shawty Ur My Boo lyrics

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The Former Fat Boys - Shawty Ur My Boo lyrics

Shawty you're my boo, you my main ho And we getting down on the dance floo And i love you everywhere you go You know i love you so I wrote this out for you So you would know So can i yap at ya I wanna yap at ya I wanna ya at ya I wanna let you know That you're my ho And take you home And make you moan So kiss my toilet parts I'll kiss your toilet parts I pull up to the club in a car that don't exist It's got rims, gps, ps4's, its got chicks Paint job changes twice a night Candy coated go on taste the rainbow if you like Lick it lick, s** s** baby just don't bite it If you wanna ride pull shirt up if you excited Down on your knees, please, if you wanna get knighted Cuz my clothes glow and sparkle shiny shiny And when i ride my who*es in the club you can find me Front and center, neverending bender If a ho steps outta line, pull an urkle and suspend her Cut off her funds, cut off her ones I'm vip i don't want none if you got buns hun So we kick down the doors find some trim and just start eyein it So many cuties booties so little time i haven't decided Then in the strobe is this ho with diamond eyelids Banging smile bouncing b**bs man she can have my kids Or we can adopt cuz she's hot and i'm not one to waste away what the lord gives And i stride to her side and straddle her fine hips the finest And this is what i whisper to her ears with my lips I wanna grab wanna grope wanna gaze wanna yap at ya Can i take a snap for my myspace, can i get your picture Can i get your a** out them jeans Prolly not cuz its like nothing i've ever scene Cuz she got them shoes with the holes where her toes show so s**y 8 inch heels, tits faux real, go on feel, flexy flexy Legs behind her head right out in my backseat She spent her stimulus check some baggies of weed And her hdtv, so i can watch esp-n While she gives me head on the weekends And babe i promise that i'll dress you up in nothing less than gucci stuff With prada bags not lauren conrags You're no hills s*ut, i promise babe you're worth it And i love when you climb up on a pole and work it The way you move's electric and i'm a circuit You flow through me like a wave and i gotta surf it Got aids syphillis and gonorrea More worms crawling through me than crawling through aailyah So i'll see ya Feeling 6th grade cuz I wouldn't wanna be ya Bing bang bong ding check my onomatopeoia I don't care if that turns you off or sumthin There's a million other shorties out there waiting for a humpin But if you wanna be my main ho, the engine is runnin And why not grab a friend or two come on shawty jump in

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