BOYS AIN'T SHIT

INJI

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    Boys ain't shit, no boys ain't–
    Boys ain't shit, no boys ain't–

    Yeah
    Let me tell you 'bout this boy from Arizona ('Zona)
    He always smell like [?] marijuana
    He wanna, take me somewhere nice
    Take me for dinner
    But he forgot 'cause he was busy doing [?]
    Now I'm in my Prada at Benny Hanna
    I just got stood up, O-M-G
    Talking to Jesus, if he can hear this
    Don't make me get down on my knees
    [?], I've been an angel
    But I don't get the men I need
    I should've listened to my mama when she said to me–

    Boys ain't shit, boys ain't shit
    Boys ain't shit, boys ain't shit when the boys ain't rich
    Boys ain't shit, boys ain't shit
    Boys ain't shit, boys ain't shit when the boys ain't rich

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    Boys ain't shit when the boys ain't rich
    When they can't buy a bottle, can't buy me a gift
    Boys ain't shit when the boys are broke
    'Cause they spent all their money on the girls and the coke
    Where the hell did your money go?
    Where the hell do your money be?
    Where the hell did your money go if you ain't spendin' it on me?
    Where the hell did the good men go?
    Where the hell do the good men be?
    Where the hell did the good men go?
    Sure as fuck they ain't here with me

    Boys ain't shit, boys ain't shit
    Boys ain't shit, boys ain't shit when the boys ain't rich
    Boys ain't shit, boys ain't shit
    Boys ain't shit, boys ain't shit when the boys ain't rich

    Boys ain't shit, boys ain't shit when the boys ain't rich
    Boys ain't shit, boys ain't shit when the boys ain't rich

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    Composition: Berney, Diamond Pistols, Jbach, and Inji

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