your chances Looking for Girls who are boys Who like boys to be girls Who do boys like they're girls Who do girls like they're boys Always should be
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beaches Take your chances Looking for Girls who are boys Who like boys to be girls Who do boys like they're girls Who do girls like they're boys Always
Hot bread and butter, peach and cream (come on) I only reach for the peach if it's peachy clean (that's right) I only reach for your spot and release
rock and we came to lose control(Shake that) Came to keep the party people dancin 'cause we (L-M-F-A-O) Well I'm Redfoo and I'm Sky Blu and we brought
girls, I hope boys Understand what I'm quoting, I'm not joking Or freaking, this is a Queen speaking Wise words, when I'm done I leave your eyes blurred
in thrid, cuz I'm blessed with heaven's curve and I equal the thrill and rush of havin sex on ex and herb never get the lesson blurred, I'd like to rest
gone let you die And I never gonna tag a man Said you runnin' from the hood and I'm packistan Bitch I'm a mutha fuckin' jacka man And Understand when
innocence As the incense burns and the turn tables turn And that Al Greens plays I see my mother's Afro As momma taps her toes as she *** *** *** And
don't play fight, we seek and destroy Tell the troop to keep it real for the girls and boys On a mission for the lost souls We'll meet you at the crossroads My third eye nigga Blurred
want to miss a thing And I'm not even fooling When I say the boys are drooling And the girls are all staring her down My knees go weak And my heart
stand in rows And buy alcohol We're having fun at the dancehall I've got my pills and I've got my toyspin-up girls and pin-up boys My lips are frozen
our feet and slab a candy beama i can be no dreamer and plus my girl a diva keep her happy and that nappy wet as aquafina im start ya from the cleaners
all those bad girls And all the boys that play that rock and roll? They love it like you love Jesus It does the same thing to their souls And when all
the sound Check your ego it's all a blur Desperate boys and stupid girls Same old destinations We're all falling down Like broken plastic wind-up toys Desperate girls and stupid boys
And how about five Colonapins? And I start to grin and start to dance I'm speakin' in tongues, takin' off my pants I'm blowing my whole hot damn advance And
to you Bubba Sparxxx and that bitch got somethin' to prove And that bitch got somethin' to prove What you got to say? What up Timmy 'Cause I will never turn and
