文本歌词

Hood Boy (Radio Edit) - Fantasia/Big Boi
Yeah
Ya gotta understand what I'm talking about
I'm talking 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 let the girl like me understand it umm
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
Wifebeaters and chains
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 something realer
I need a hood boy
Hot boys rock boys
Street boys B-boys
Man I love them boys
Go on say
Love
Love
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 like 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
Wifebeaters and chains
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 something realer
I need a hood boy
Hot boys rock boys
Street boys B-boys
Man I love them boys
Go on say
Love
Love
I need a hood boy
Wifebeaters and chains
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 something realer
I need a hood boy
Hot boys rock boys
Street boys B-boys
Man I love them boys
Love
Yeah yeah yeah
Love
Yeah yeah yeah
B A double D
Why say bye
Been fly
Ever since a ni**a started sayin' bye
That's right stand by
'Cause we about to take flight
Not a 747
But the music and the mic
Rophone
Phone home
If you want someone waiting 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 ni**a 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
Wifebeaters and chains
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 something realer
I need a hood boy
Hot boys rock boys
Street boys B-boys
Man I love them boys
Love
Yeah yeah
Love
Hey hey shortie wanna rock with you
Shortie wanna rock with you
Wanna bop with you
I wanna ride with you