Frat Boys - Akimbo4s

Jeg husker ingenting fra i går Tror kanskje jeg tok altfor mye coke La oss gjøre det igjen i dag òg Jeg vil bli helt fucked opp, fucked opp Jeg chiller'n i en mansion, med noen groupies Jeg smoker på en doobie Du vet gutta er på party, ja hos Frat Rules går det ned Jeg har hundrevis av damer som vil sitte på mitt fjes Men jeg orker ikke stresset Mann jeg er ute etter godis til min gjeng Når jeg er høy, så har jeg det gøy Fuck naboen, han klager for vi lager støy Vi lager støy, vi lager støy Fuck naboen, han klager Jeg er på et Frat Party Kokain og masse damer Si meg er du med nå Jeg har masse sprit for Jeg er på et Frat Party Jeg er på et Frat Party Kokain og masse damer Si meg er du med nå Jeg har masse sprit for Jeg er på et Frat Party Bro, er på vei Så bare vent på meg Puller opp med billig hoes Selv om de er billig, bro Lover jeg at de gir love Digge damer, billig damer, det er hva vi liker bro Liker også lesber, bro Ikke når de teaser oss Jeg drikker sprit som en ekte boss Jeg puler på Megan Fox Henger bare med gærne boys Alle gutta her player damer som om de var toys Fucker med en blondie, oh shit, hun var horny Når jeg er høy, så har jeg det gøy Fuck naboen, han klager for vi lager støy Vi lager støy, vi lager støy Fuck naboen, han klager Jeg er på et Frat Party Kokain og masse damer Si meg er du med nå Jeg har masse sprit for Jeg er på et Frat Party Jeg er på et Frat Party Kokain og masse damer Si meg er du med nå Jeg har masse sprit for Jeg er på et Frat Party Når jeg er høy, så har jeg det gøy Fuck naboen, han klager for vi lager støy Vi lager støy, vi lager støy Fuck naboen, han klager for vi lager støy

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Hey there sugar baby Saw you twice at the pop show You taste just like glitter Mixed with rock and roll I like you a lot, lot Think you're really hot, hot Know you think you're special When we dance real crazy Glamophonic, electronic, d-d-disco baby I like you a lot, lot All we want is hot, hot Boys, Boys, Boys We like boys in cars Boys, Boys, Boys Buy us drinks in bars Boys, Boys, Boys With hairspray and denim And Boys, Boys, Boys We love them! We love them! Ohh, oh oh oh- uh-ohhhh-oooo-wuh-ohh Ohh, oh oh oh-uh-ohhhh-oooo-wuh-ohh Baby is a bad boy with some retro sneakers Let's go see The Killers And make out in the bleachers I like you a lot, lot Think you're really hot, hot Let's go to the party Heard our buddy's the DJ Don't forget my lipstick I left it in your ashtray I like you a lot, lot All we want is hot, hot Boys, Boys, Boys We like boys in cars Boys, Boys, Boys Buy us drinks in bars Boys, Boys, Boys With hairspray and denim And Boys, Boys, Boys We love them! We love them! Boys, Boys, Boys We like boys in cars Boys, Boys, Boys Buy us drinks in bars Boys, Boys, Boys With hairspray and denim And Boys, Boys, Boys We love them! We love them! I'm not loose, I like to party Let's get lost in your Ferrari Not psychotic or dramatic I like boys and that is that Love it when you call me "legs" In the morning buy me eggs Watch your heart when we're together Boys like you love me for ever Ohh, oh oh oh- uh-ohhhh-oooo-wuh-ohh Ohh, oh oh oh- uh-ohhhh-oooo-wuh-ohh Ohh, oh oh oh- uh-ohhhh-oooo-wuh-ohh Ohh, oh oh oh- uh-ohhhh-oooo-wuh-ohh Boys, Boys, Boys We like boys in cars Boys, Boys, Boys Buy us drinks in bars Boys, Boys, Boys With hairspray and denim And Boys, Boys, Boys We love them! We love them! Boys, Boys, Boys We like boys in cars Boys, Boys, Boys Buy us drinks in bars Boys, Boys, Boys With hairspray and denim And Boys, Boys, Boys We love them! We love them Boys, Boys, Boys We like boys in cars Boys, Boys, Boys Buy us drinks in bars Boys, Boys, Boys With hairspray and denim And Boys, Boys, Boys We love them! We love them!