Lyrics Dis Boy - GURLS, Hanna Paulsberg, Rohey Taalah

Dis Boy

This boy is ready, this boy is fine
Those light blue eyes they give me, chills down my spine
This boy is ready, this boy is hot
This boy got drama, he gettin' got
This boy got voice, sister, this boy can roar
Those vocal chords so hefty they shake my core
This boy got voice, sister, he you do fine
Making me wonder what else he got in mind
This boy is beauty, I bet he turnin' heads
That dark hair, light blue eyes makes girls wanna jump in beds
This boy got class, sister, this boy got style
This boy is everything I need to get my child
This boy is serious, I know he really cares
Don’t get fooled by the joking, I think there’s layers
This boy is ready, this boy is fine
I need to find a way to make him mine
Yodel-odel-eh-e-he, hey hey
Yodel-odel-eh-e-he, hey hey
Yodel-odel-eh-e-he, hey hey
Yodel-odel-eh-e-he, hey hey
This boy is ready, this boy is fine
I caught him peeping my way, he made me shine
This boy is ready, this boy is hot
Caught in the act of trying to get got
This boy got flow, sister, he knows he’s good
No problem making himself understood
This boy got flow, sister, all kinds of skills
Watching him work gives me some hella chills
This boy is cheeky, I see the way he stare
Wish I could run his fingers through my thick black hair
This boy he got me sleepless, he got me cray'
This boy he make me wanna shake my bootay
This boy he made me speechless, I couldn’t say
The things that popped into my head that day (like hey)
Is this boy ready, is this boy fine?
Should I go on and tryna make him mine?
Yodel-odel-eh-e-he, hey hey
Yodel-odel-eh-e-he, hey hey
Yodel-odel-eh-e-he, hey hey
Yodel-odel-eh-e-he, hey hey
Hey, hey
Hey, hey
Hey, hey
Hey, hey
If you gotta go, I’ll let you fly
If you need to know 'bout what’s outside
I give you my soul, body and mind
Can’t wait 'till you plow me from behind
If you be my boy, won’t let you down
To me you’re a king, you deserve a crown
And late at night when you wanna whack
If you need a hand I got your back
I got your back, I got your back, I got your back
When you wanna whack, off
When you, wanna, when you, wanna whack whack
(I got your back)
This bitch is closing, this bitch got goals
This bitch is getting to ya, unlike them hoes
This bitch is closing, this bitch is hot
This bitch in desperate need of gettin' got
This bitch is ready, this bitch is fine
Not only because of my fat behind, I tell ya
This bitch is good, I mean, I can provide
You wonder how you cope without me by your side, but
This bitch is scared, honey, this bitch got phrase
I haven’t touched a boy in seven hundred and thirty days
This bitch lay low, honey, though it may seem
That I’m the baddest bitch that’s ever been
I’m keen, but green, scared shitless of making a scene
Would love to be a queen but
I just might stay here behind my screen
Got some stuff in my vending machine I need to go and put up
And then I have to go and watch some Jane the Virgin
There’s a new episode, and so I gotta go do that
And then I got some other stuff that I gotta go do, so