| Inside boy, yeah
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| Inside boy, yeah
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| She gets me woozy
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| Chasing for that coochie
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| Give her the Hitchcock when we’re making a home movie
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| Yeah, she my cutie
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| Can put the blow in Hootie
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| This shit is Disney
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| I’m the beast and she’s the booty
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| Met her when she was a freshman
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| My friends were like, «you hitting?»
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| I was like, «yes man.»
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| But it was more than that
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| Had me poppin' off the top, I lose my starter cap
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| Blood was rushing down, and I don’t mean a heart attack
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| I mean all of that
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| Reading Braille off her garter strap
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| Oh I got it bad
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| I can draw her body with a pen and pad
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| She got me thrusting like a rocket off of Cape Canav
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| And there ain’t nothing wrong with that
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| That’s that new new rich, Huey, Dewey, and Louie
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| Like a ru-rude bitch
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| Steal that shit out your Gucci
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| I’m do, do this
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| Poppin' off like an Uzi
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| And hit it, hit it, hit it, hit it till we get woozy
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| (Okay)
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| Till we get woozy
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| (Inside boy, yeah)
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| Till we get woozy
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| (Inside boy, yeah)
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| Till we get woozy
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| (Woo)
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| Hit it, hit it, hit it, hit it till we get woozy
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| (Inside boy, yeah)
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| Coming off as kind of weirdo
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| She said that she liked my beard though
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| Imma get her to speak in binary
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| By the end of the night
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| Barring a fight or a possible blackout
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| We could sneak out at the back door
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| And kiss like Spiderman pulling his mask down
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| Am I speaking too fast now?
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| I see you poking that ass out
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| Fold 'em or hold 'em
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| Fuck it, I should just go and cash out
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| But I got no doubt, no Stefani that you want me
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| Gonna hold it out, till you blow like kamikaze
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| Inside boy, yeah
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| I’ll settle for
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| Inside boy, yeah
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| You don’t know me
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| That’s that new new rich, Huey, Dewey, and Louie
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| Like a ru-rude bitch
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| Steal that shit out your Gucci
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| I’m do, do this
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| Poppin' off like an Uzi
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| And hit it, hit it, hit it, hit it till we get woozy
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| (Okay)
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| Till we get woozy
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| (Inside boy, yeah)
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| Till we get woozy
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| (Inside boy, yeah)
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| Till we get woozy
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| (Woo)
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| Hit it, hit it, hit it, hit it till we get woozy
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| Inside boy, use my inside voice
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| Here to make some noise
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| Pissing on your boyfriend’s Rolls Royce
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| Like I had a choice
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| Making sacrificial offerings to annoy the demon that’s been bursting from my
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| dreams like every night
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| Like give me something to believe in
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| Or I’m fuckin' leavin'
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| I’ve been drinking on the weekend
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| Diving in the pool and waking in the deep end
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| Raging while you’re sleeping
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| Call me Scottie Pippen, cause I’ve been steady pimping ever since I started
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| breathing
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| That’s that new new rich, Huey, Dewey, and Louie
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| Like a ru-rude bitch
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| Steal that shit out your Gucci
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| I’m do, do this
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| Poppin' off like an Uzi
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| And hit it, hit it, hit it, hit it till we get woozy
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| (Okay)
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| Till we get woozy
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| (Inside boy, yeah)
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| Till we get woozy
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| (Inside boy, yeah)
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| Till we get woozy
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| (Woo)
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| Hit it, hit it, hit it, hit it till we get woozy |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song INSIDE BOY , by - 3OH!3. Song from the album NIGHT SPORTS, in the genre Электроника