Hood Boy

Ha ha ha ha
Yeah
You gotta understand what I'm talking about
What I'm talking about on this one
So sexy, he's sexy as hell to me, huh
Ha ha, ha ha

Yeah yeah
So let me tell you 'bout a n***** [player] I know
Six foot four, two twenty-five
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
Said that's the only kind of dude I'm demanding
And every girl like me understand it
And the ones that ain't they still gotta have it
They don't know why but they take chances

I need a hood boy
Wife beaters and jeans
Always in the trap and he look so mean

I need a hood boy
Gon' head pretty n*****
We don't like them there
Need something more realer

I need a hood boy
Hot boys, rock boys,
Street boys, d-boys
Man I love them boys
Say yeah, oh yeah

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 love most about him
He's all I see and all I need
And all that I want and all that I'm really 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
Wife beaters and jeans
Always in the trap and he look so mean

I need a hood boy
Gon' head pretty n*****
We don't like them there
Need something more realer

I need a hood boy
Hot boys, rock boys,
Street boys, d-boys
Man I love them boys
Say yeah, yeah

I need a hood boy
Wife beaters and jeans
Always in the trap and he look so mean

I need a hood boy
Gon' head pretty n*****
We don't like them there
Need something more realer

I need a hood boy
Hot boys, rock boys,
Street boys, d-boys
Man I love them boys
Yeah yeah

D A double-D Y, stay fly
Been fly every since a n***** start to say g’bye
That's right stand by cause we bout to take flight
Not a 747 but the music in the micro-
Phone home if you got somebody waiting baby
Gon' home don't wanna jeopardize your safety
Maybe later, we shake the haters and gets busy
You say you want to do same thang, then get with me
If not then hit me
I know you know the history
Flyest n**** riding 'round looking real crispy
Riding 'round town top down on the grizzy
Grind all the time
Truth they hot or either sizzling
I thought I told you n****** we run stop signs
Cause we don't stop til the cops come knocking try to block shine
Not mine, Twon done wine
Why, like sunshine in pole north through summertime
Now bow down.

I need a hood boy
Wife beaters and jeans
Always in the trap and he look so mean

I need a hood boy
Gon' head pretty n*****
We don't like them there
Need something more realer

I need a hood boy
Hot boys, rock boys,
Street boys, d-boys
Man I love them boys
Yeah yeah

Shorty wanna rock wit you, ha ha
Shorty wanna rock wit you
Wanna ride wit you
Oh, I wanna ride wit you