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I'm Not Your Boyfriend Baby

I'm Not Your Boyfriend Baby lyrics by 3OH!3. I'm not your boyfriend, baby I ain't your cute little sex toy I'm not your lion or your tiger Won't be your nasty...

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I'm Not Your Boyfriend Baby

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I'm not your boyfriend, baby

I ain't your cute little sex toy

I'm not your lion or your tiger

Won't be your nasty little boy.

I'm not your boyfriend, baby

I can't grant your every wish

I'm not your knight in shining armor,

So, I just leave you with this kiss!

You can catch me on the speed train

(Beeper in a three-way)

Shinin' with the gleam chain

(And your honey givin' me brain)

You can catch me watchin' AI

(Now it's game time)

Pinkie with the same shine

(Big poetic canine)

You know I rep' this shit!

I gots it tatted on my skin

If you fuckin' with my city,

Then you fuckin' with my kin.

You know I rep' this shit!

I got my hands up on your chest

Motherfckkers best believe it,

That you're fuckin' with the best!

I'm not your boyfriend, baby

I ain't your cute little sex toy

I'm not your lion or your tiger

Nah, nah, won't be your nasty little boy.

Whoo, I'm not your boyfriend, baby

Yeah, I can't grant your every wish

Yeah, I'm not your knight in shining armor,

So, I just leave you with this kiss!

Kill the lights,

These children learn from cigarette burns,

fast cars, fast women, and cheap drinks

It feels right,

All these asphyxiated, self-medicated;

take the white pill, you'll feel alright

Kill the lights,

These children learn from cigarette burns,

fast cars, fast women and cheap drinks

It feels right,

All these asphyxiated, self-medicated..

You can catch me on the speed train

(Beeper in a three-way)

Shinin' with the gleam chain

(And your honey givin' me brain)

You can catch me watchin' AI

(Now it's game time)

Pinkie with the same shine,

(Big poetic canine)

You know I rep' this shit!

I gots it tatted on my skin

And if you fuckin' with my city,

Then you fuckin' with my kin.

You know I rep' this shit

I got my hands up on your chest

Motherfuckers best believe it,

That you fuckin' with the best!

Kill the lights,

These children learn from cigarette burns,

fast cars, fast women and cheap drinks

It feels right,

All these asphyxiated, self-medicated;

take the whi--

Kill the lights,

These children learn from cigarette burns,

fast cars, fast women and cheap drinks

It feels right,

All these asphyxiated, self-medicated;

take the white pill, you'll feel alright

Kill the lights,

These children learn from cigarette burns,

fast cars, fast women and cheap drinks

It feels right,

All these asphyxiated, self-medicated;

take the white pill, you'll feel alright

Kill the lights,

These children learn from cigarette burns,

fast cars, fast women and cheap drinks

It feels right,

All these asphyxiated, self-medicated;

take the white pill, you'll feel alright..

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