K-Rino - Boys Be Lyin lyrics

So anyway man, like I was sayin’ man um
Gettin’ ready to go to Hawaii, man
How I be gettin’ over there?
Ah you know, I prolly, I prolly drive
The Phantom over to, over to Hawaii, man
Hop in the Phantom and drive over to Hawaii
Man
Um, I gotta meet this old girl out here, man
I had this situation with the
Judge in court, man, my baby mama
She pay me 12, 000 a month in child support
Ya know i’m cool with the judge, man
So he looked out for me
Oh yeah, yeah oh yeah I
Saw the game last night, man
That boy LeBron gave a
Shoutout, his post-game interview, man
Ya know, they go back, man, they
Go back to Cleveland days, man

Boys be lying with laser like timing
Lying ‘bout what they driving
And contracts they signing
The videos they made and the
Women that they laid
And she wasn’t a real model
That’s a stripper that you paid
Do your thing, you ain’t gotta explain it
It’s no need
Talkin’ ‘bout they running keys and
They ain’t never sold weed
Said ya did some jail time but
Your tongue need ripping out
‘Cause you so scary you wouldn’t even
Send a traffic ticket out
You said you owned the club, now I’ma get ya
You that dude that’s in the
Back taking them $2 pictures
Of the ladies and the
Dudes doing jailhouse poses
Selling nasty ass buddha and
The plastic ass roses said he had a studio
Half a million it costed he got a $100 mic
Inside his grandmama’s closet
Said he was the headman at
A major corporate office
But, I saw him getting baskets out
The parking lot at Target, man!

Boys be lyin’
But, I ain’t tryna hear that noise this time
Boys be lyin’
But, I ain’t tryna hear that noise this time

I done heard him tell every single
Lie that’s in the book said he got hands
But every fight he have he getting whooped
Getting stomped out
Folded once that impact hit him
Said he goin’ to get some goons and
Brought his mama back with him
Can’t believe what I saw once
I went to his crib
Said them pants was his girlfriend’s
Knowing that they his
Lied to your own child
Why you gotta be fronting though?
Told him you was on the way to get him
That was five months ago you tripping bro
Plus you a fraud in every way
You say you traveling the world but
Yet we see you every day
Wearing all that fake jewelry
Acting like you was clean
I wasn’t even wearing a chain
And my neck turned green
He took a picture at a mansion
That’s just like stealing
Put it online and typed in
"At the house just chilling"
Lied about your record sales but
Your game is sloppy
How you go platinum when you only
Made fifteen copies? I tell ya

Boys be lyin’
But, I ain’t tryna hear that noise this time
Boys be lyin’
But, I ain’t tryna hear that noise this time

Will they tell the truth? I doubt that
They need to get their mouth checked
Said you bought my new project and
It ain’t even out yet
What’s your favorite track?
(Number 16, that’s my song now)
You a damn lie fool
It ain’t but 15 songs on there
Money money all day, yeah right, he just lied
That brand new ride you saw him in
That was just a test drive
Told me he was ‘bout to go
On tour in the morning
I went to a open mic the next night
He was up in there performing
Said he was a player
All the top women he got ‘em
Then he bought some girl he just
Met a pair of red bottoms
And now it’s time to get you straight
Like hair with a perm on
Acting like he talkin’ business but that
Phone ain’t even turned on
It never takes a lot to get the game popping
Let ‘em tell it, they know every celebrity
Name-dropping
Five star restaurants, boy you can’t pay that
‘Cause Popeye's is the most expensive
Place you ever ate at, c’mon

Boys be lyin’
But, I ain’t tryna hear that noise this time
Boys be lyin’
But, I ain’t tryna hear that noise this time