Boy Oh Boy (ft GTA)

It’s the kind of beat that go.

Boy oh, boy oh, boy oh, boy oh.

Boy, boy, boy, boy, boy, boy, boy.

Boy oh, boy oh, boy oh, boy oh.

Is it worth it? Let me work it,
I put my pain down, flip it and reverse it,
If you got a big, let me search it,
Found out how hard I gotta work it.

I like to get to know you, yeah, I can show you,
Put the pussy on you like I told you,
Give me all your numbers so I can phone you,
Your girl at the same thing, call me over,
Not going to bed leave me on your sofa,
Long before you come I need to shave my chu-cha,
You do what you doing, will you, won’t ya?
Go downtown and eat it like a vulture,
See my hips, big hips, don’t ya?
See my but and my lips, don’t ya?
I lost a few pounds in my waist for ya,
This the kind of beat that go ra-ta-ta,
Sex me so good I say bla, bla, bla,
Work it, I need a glass of what ta.

Boy oh, boy oh, boy oh, boy oh, boy oh…