INSIDE BOY
(专辑: NIGHT SPORTS - 2016)
[Sean Foreman:] Inside boy, yeah Inside boy, yeah She gets me woozy Chasing for that coochie Give her the
Hitchcock when we're making a
home movie Yeah, she my cutie Can put the
blow in Hootie This shit is Disney I'm the
beast and she's the
booty Met her when she was a
freshman My friends were like, "you hitting?" I
was like, "yes man." But it was more than that Had me popping off the
top, I
lose my starter cap Blood was rushing down, and I
don't mean a
heart attack I
mean all of that Reading Braille off her garter strap Oh I
got it bad I
can draw her body with a
pen and pad She got me thrusting like a
rocket off of Cape Canav And there ain't nothing wrong with that That's that new, new rich Huey, Dewey, and Louie Like a
rude, rude bitch Steal the
shit out your Gucci I'm do, do this Popping off like an Uzi And hit it, hit it, hit it, hit it till we get woozy (Okay) Till we get woozy (Inside boy, yeah) Till we get woozy (Inside boy, yeah) Till we get woozy (Woo) Hit it, hit it, hit it, hit it till we get woozy (Inside boy, yeah) Coming off as kind of weirdo She said that she liked my beard though I'm a
get her to speak in binary By the
end of the
night Barring a
fight of a
possible blackout We could sneak out at the
back door And kiss like Spiderman pulling his mask down Am I
speaking too fast now? I
see you poking that ass out Fold 'em or hold 'em Fuck it, I
should just go and cash out But I
got no doubt, no Stefani that you want me Gonna hold it out, till you blow like kamikaze Inside boy, yeah I
[?] Inside boy, yeah You don't know me That's that new, new rich Huey, Dewey, and Louie Like a
rude, rude bitch Steal the
shit out your Gucci I'm do, do this Popping off like an Uzi And hit it, hit it, hit it, hit it till we get woozy (Okay) Till we get woozy (Inside boy, yeah) Till we get woozy (Inside boy, yeah) Till we get woozy (Woo) Hit it, hit it, hit it, hit it till we get woozy Inside boy, use my inside voice Here to make some noise Pissing on your boyfriend's Rolls Royce Like I
had a
choice Making sacrificial offerings to annoy the
demon That's been bursting through my dreams like every night Like give me something to believe in All I'm fucking needing I've been drinking on the
weekend Diving in the
pool and waking in the
deep end Raging while you're sleeping Call me Scottie Pippen, cause I've been steady pimping since I
started breathing That's that new, new rich Huey, Dewey, and Louie Like a
rude, rude bitch Steal the
shit out your Gucci I'm do, do this Popping off like an Uzi And hit it, hit it, hit it, hit it till we get woozy (Okay) Till we get woozy (Inside boy, yeah) Till we get woozy (Inside boy, yeah) Till we get woozy (Woo) Hit it, hit it, hit it, hit it till we get woozy