Sexy Boy

[Verse 1: Wiki]
Have you seen my moves?
On the fucking dance floor, What I do
When some Drake come on
I stick my fist up in my mouth and groove
Other hand up myself
What the fuck you bout my dude
Don’t doubt the dude, or I’ll start pouting
When I pout my dude I have it out for you
And next they probably vouch for you
I’m mixed up, Hurt
Kick up dirt, yurrd
What I said the first time I ever picked up Perc
I seen shorty dig up dirt
But shorty she would need a hook
The sicker the verses gonna pick up, pick up murk

[Chorus: Speak]
I think I’m cute
I know I’m sexy
I got the looks
That drive a ho wild
I got the moves
That really move em
I send a chill
Up and down a bitch spine

[Verse 2: Mike Dece]
God dammit!
I know I’m sexy ho I doubt it
I got white like Shawn Michaels
I forgot just what a drought is
Yes I am getting higher than a cloud is
[?] kush got me lurking around
And thinking bout ways just to knock your ass out
And fuck up your life with one hit like that brown
That heroin selling got me polo down
She think that i’m sexy cause I am [?]
I nut on her face I give her a [?]
And beat up that bitch with my dick like Chris Brown
Shawn Michaels, turn your whore to my disciple
All of this coke in my pockets
Like Rogaine it grow
I got blow like a white ho
Losing Glocks like a recycle
So paranoid like a psycho
Leave you bleeding menstrual cycle
And I keep the strap on me like dyke hoes

[Verse 3: Fat Tony]
She think I’m cute
She know I’m sexy
Used to be my chick
But it got messy
If you with the shits
Girl you can text me
I’m not a blood
But I’m reddy
Try to play me like pit ball
But I’m a dog like pitbull
And I fight hard
Don’t leave me in the front yard
Cause the shit will get you
That’s on god
You see that we up
Then wanna re-up
But no deal, my Bia Bia
Look like Aaliyah
In high heels
She think I’m cute
She know I’m sexy
She on the kid
It got messy
I’m with the shits
She with it too
My ex trip when she hit me I say “who?”

[Verse 4: Speak]
I think I’m cute
I’m rolling down the block
In my Suzuki Jeep
My bitch from Indonesia
I know that she a freak
I think my trunk got tremors
It’s shaking like some flan
I drink until I’m braindead
And pass out on my lawn
I know my shit is bumpin
Get you Krumpin
What you puffin
I tie my bitch to leather straps
I left her in my dungeon
Flamboyant clever boy and
Futuristic cyber goth
Kevlar space suit
Bullet proof, the block is hot
Rap a lot like Rap-A-Lot
Spend it all in Cavisson
Trapathon, Trapathon
I’m massive like a mastodon
Big checks we make ‘em
My ex Jamaican
My sex amazing
I flex with asians

[Chorus]
I think I’m cute
I know I’m sexy
I got the looks
That drive a ho wild
I got the moves
That really move em
I send a chill
Up and down a bitch spine