Boy Story Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah where my girl at?

Come here baby you know I know what you like
Take off ya job I just might fly you through the night
Play hard to get and shit girl ouh I know ya type
Might shoot my shot until you f*ck around and bite
I ain't spiiike, no I ain't spiiike
You got some things and only I can do 'em right
Gon' f*ck around and make a nigga change your life
No playing safe tonight, I'm tryna roll a dice
I might fly you out to LA with the sand
Might send a Uber pick you right up where you land
Asian girl konichiwa me in Japan
That p*ssy power turn the boy into a man

Ay the boy into a man
Boy into a man
Boy into a man
Yeah the boy into a man
Boy into a man
Boy into a man

Her ex a bitch I turned that boy into a fan
She call me GOD, I got her booty in my hands
Adam & Eve, she turned that boy into a man
They can't believe she turned that boy into a man

Ay the boy into a man
Boy into a man
Boy into a man
Yeah the boy into a man
Boy into a man
Boy into a man

I was broke she told a nigga get your bands
Every show and game she was in the stands
She cheered me on, she cheered a nigga to them bands
And I was thinking bout the magic in her pants

Ay the boy into a man
Boy into a man
Boy into a man
Yeah the boy into a man
Boy into a man Boy into a man

Friends think I'm crazy I know they don't understand
If I could I would've hit it and just ran
Now everytime they hit the boy I got some plans
I take her shopping baby girl like, "what's your brand"?

Spoiled ass
The boy into a man
[?]
Boy into a man
Boy into a man
Hot class ass
The boy into a man
Hot [?]
Boy into a man
Boy into a man

Every time I get hit it like I own her
The head so good she might just leave you in a coma
My Mona Lisa I might f*ck her at the MoMA
Like Dorothy we a long way from Oklahoma

[I know it was Kansas]

The boy into a man
Boy into a man
Boy into a man
Yeah, ya the boy into a man
Boy into a man
Boy into a man

The boy into a man
Boy into a man
Boy into a man
Yeah, the boy into a man
Boy into a man
Boy into a man

[Outro : Excerpt from Luc Besson's "Angel-A"]
- Elles t'embêtes mes questions?

- Non tu t'intéresses à moi, ça veux dire que tu commences à t'intéresser à toi

- Je suis pas intéressant

- Mais bien sûr que tu l'es. T'es beau, intelligent...

- Arrêtes de te foutre de ma gueule

- Mais si je t'assures c'est tout là-dedans mais t'es incapable de le voir, de le sortir

- J'essaie, j'essaie... mais c'est pas facile

- Mais si c'est facile, viens tu va voir

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