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I'm Not Your Boyfriend Baby

by 3OH!3

on WANT (2008)

[Refrain]
I'm not your boyfriend, baby
I ain't your cute little sex toy
I'm not your lion or your tiger
Won't be your nasty little boy
I'm not your boyfriend, baby
I can't grant your every wish
I'm not your knight in shining armor
So I just leave you with this kiss

[Pre-Chorus]
You can catch me on the speed train
Beeper in a three-way
Shinin' with the gleam chain
And your honey givin' me brain
You can catch me watchin' A.I
Mellow it's game time
Pinkie with the same shine
Pitbull and a canine

[Chorus]
You know I rep this shit
I gots it tatted on my skin
If you fuckin' with my city
Then you fuckin' with my kin
You know I rep this shit
I got my hands up on your chest
Motherfuckers best believe it
That you're fuckin' with the best

[Refrain]
I'm not your boyfriend, baby
I ain't your cute little sex toy
I'm not your lion or your tiger
Nah, nah, won't be your nasty little boy
I'm not your boyfriend, baby
Yeah, I can't grant your every wish
Yeah, I'm not your knight in shining armor
So, I just leave you with this kiss

[Verse]
Kill the lights
These children learn from cigarette burns, fast cars, fast women, and cheap drinks
It feels right
All these asphyxiated, self-medicated, take the white pill, you'll feel alright
Kill the lights
These children learn from cigarette burns, fast cars, fast women, and cheap drinks
It feels right
All these asphyxiated, self-medicated

[Pre-Chorus]
You can catch me on the speed train
Beeper in a three-way
Shinin' with the gleam chain
And your honey givin' me brain
You can catch me watchin' A.I
Mellow it's game time
Pinkie with the same shine
Pitbull and a canine

[Chorus]
You know I rep this shit
I gots it tatted on my skin
If you fuckin' with my city
Then you fuckin' with my kin
You know I rep this shit
I got my hands up on your chest
Motherfuckers best believe it
That you're fuckin' with the best

[Outro]
Kill the lights
These children learn from cigarette burns, fast cars, fast women, and cheap drinks
It feels right
All these asphyxiated, self-medicated, take the white
Kill the lights
These children learn from cigarette burns, fast cars, fast women, and cheap drinks
It feels right
All these asphyxiated, self-medicated, take the white pill, you'll feel alright
Kill the lights
These children learn from cigarette burns, fast cars, fast women, and cheap drinks
It feels right
All these asphyxiated, self-medicated, take the white pill, you'll feel alright
Kill the lights
These children learn from cigarette burns, fast cars, fast women, and cheap drinks
It feels right
All these asphyxiated, self-medicated, take the white pill, you'll feel alright