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I'm Not Your Boyfriend Baby Lyrics - Want - 3oh!3

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 

 

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' AI 

Mellow, it's game time 

Pinkie with the same shine 

Pit bull and a canine 

 

You know I rep' this shit 

I got 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 

 

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 

 

Whoo, 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 

 

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 

 

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' AI 

Mellow, it's game time 

Pinkie with the same shine 

Pit bull and a canine 

 

You know I rep' this shit 

I got it tatted on my skin 

And 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 fuckin' with the best 

 

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 

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