Hood Boy lyrics

Hood Boy
(featuring Big Boi)

[Laughs]
Yeah
Ya gotta understand what I`m talkin` about
I`m talkin` about on this one
Sexy
Sexy as hell to me
Yeah
Love
Love
So let me tell ya bout a player I know
6 foot 4
225
He`s all the way live
See where I come from
We like em like that
He don`t talk smack
He just twist caps off
See that`s the only kinda dude I`m demandin`
And every girl like me understand it
And the ones that ain`t
They still gotta have it
They don`t know why
But they chained to

I need a hood boy
Wife beaters and Jeans
Always in the trap
And he looks so mean
I need a hood boy
Go`on head pretty
We don`t like them there
Need somethin` more realer
I need a hood boy
Hot boys, rock boys
Street boys, B-boys
Man I love them boys
Go on say

Yeaaaaaaaa
Yeaaaaa

He knows how to treat a lady
But he won`t let you get too rowdy
He stands up for himself
That`s what I love most about him
He`s all I see and all I need
And all that I want
And all that I`m used to
I swear that my man`s the truth
I said I swear that my man`s the truth

I need a hood boy
Wife beaters and Jeans
Always in the trap
And he looks so mean
Hey Baby
I need a hood boy
Go`on head pretty
We don`t like them there
Need somethin` more realer
I need a hood boy
Hot boys, rock boys
Street boys, B-boys
Man I love them boys
Ladies if you feel me say YEA
I need a hood boy
Wife beaters and Jeans
Always in the trap
And he looks so mean
I need a hood boy
Go`on head pretty
We don`t like them there
Need somethin` realer
I need a hood boy
Hot boys rock boys
Street boys B-boys
Man I love them boys

Yeaaaa
yeah yeah yeah
Yeaaaaa
Yeah yeah yeah

[Big boi]
B a double d
Why say bye
Been fly
Ever since a nigga started sayin` bye
That`s right stand by
Cause we about to take flight
Not a 747
But the music and the mic-ro-phone
Phone home
If you want someone waitin` baby
Go on home
Don`t wanna jeapordize your safety
Maybe later
We shake the haters and gets busy
You say you wanna do same thing
Then get wit me
If not then hit me
I know you know the history
Last nigga ridin` round lookin` real crispy
Ridin` round town, top down
On the grizzy
Grind all the time to stay hot
Or either sizzlin`
I thought I told ya niggas
We run stop signs
Cause we don`t stop
Till the cops come knockin`
For two block signs
Not mine
Toine gone right
Like sunshine and cold north through summertime
Now bow down

I need a hood boy
Wife beaters and Jeans
Always in the trap
And he looks so mean
I need a hood boy
Go`on head pretty
We don`t like them there
Need somethin` more realer
I need a hood boy
Hot boys rock boys
Street boys B-boys
Man I love them boys

Yeaaa
Yeah yeah
Yeaaa
Hey hey shortie wanna rock with you
Shortie wanna rock with you
Wanna bop with you
I wanna ride with you
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