Fantasia - Hood Boy lyrics

Yeah
Ya gotta understand what I'm talkin' about
I'm talkin' about on this one sexy
Sexy as hell to me yeah
Love love

So lemme tell ya bout a 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 off
See, that's the only kinda
Dude I'm demandin'
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 stay chattin'

I need a hood boy wifebeaters and jeans
Always in the trap and he looks so mean
I need a hood boy gon' head pretty
We don't like them there
Need sumthin' mo' realer i need a hood boy
Hot boys, rock boys street boys, B-boys
Man, I love them boys

He knows how to treat a lady
But he won't let you get too rowdy
O-o-o oh, he stands up for himself
That's what I like most about him
He's all I see and all I need
And all that I want
And all that I'mmm used to
I swear that my man's the truth
(O-o-o ohhh) i said I swear
That my man's the truth

I need a hood boy wifebeaters and jeans
Always in the trap and he looks so mean
I need a hood boy gon' head pretty
We don't like them there
Need sumthin' mo' realer i need a hood boy
Hot boys, rock boys street boys, B-boys
Man, I love them boys i need a hood boy
Wifebeaters and jeans always in the trap
And he looks so mean i need a hood boy
Gon' head pretty we don't like them there
Need sumthin' mo' realer i need a hood boy
Hot boys, rock boys street boys, B-boys
Man, I love them boys

B-A double D-Y stay fly
So fly ever since a nigga started sayin' bye
That's right stand by
'Cause we about to take flight not a 747
But the music and the mic-ro-phone home
If you want someone waitin' baby go on home
Don't wanna jeopardize ya safety
Maybe later
We shake the haters and gets busy
You say you wanna do same thing
Then get wit me if not
Then hit me i know you know the history
Last nigga ridin' round lookin' real crispy
Ridin' round town, top down on the grizzy
Grind all the time to stay
Hot or either sizzlin'
I thought I told ya niggas we run stop signs
Cause we don't stop
'Til the cops come knockin'
For two block shine not mine!

I need a hood boy wifebeaters and jeans
Always in the trap and he looks so mean
I need a hood boy gon' head pretty
We don't like them there
Need sumthin' mo' realer i need a hood boy
Hot boys, rock boys street boys, B-boys
Man, I love them boys

Hey, hey shortie wanna rock with you
Shortie wanna rock with you
Wanna bop with you i wanna ride with you