It's the Boy - Rah Rah

Words that pull the trigger fear the laughing sound Haunts you to consider love might turn you around To face a blind emotion words like 'hey, let's try' Words like think it over they just don't apply I'm the boy you made me (I'm the boy, I'm the boy) I'm the boy you made me) (I'm the boy, I'm the boy) Love is what you make it, love the overflow Play if you can take it some they just don't know If all the rules they are making, break somebody's heart What's the use in taking babies fall apart I'm the boy you made me (I'm the boy, I'm the boy) I'm the boy you made me) (I'm the boy, I'm the boy) Realize that love is just is just a word That goes unheard in a situation Of exploration Where love is nothing and you are all I can see This boy's in love with you You're everything I can see This boy's in love with you You have taken it all away from me Words that pull the trigger fear the laughing sound Haunts you to consider love might turn you around To face a blind emotion words like 'hey let's try' Words like think it over they just don't apply I'm the boy you made me (I'm the boy, I'm the boy) I'm the boy you made me) (I'm the boy, I'm the boy) I'm the boy you made me (I'm the boy, I'm the boy) I'm the boy you made me) (I'm the boy, I'm the boy)

It's Rah Rah and I'm in the spot! Rocking out how a nigga rolls Just to fucking show That he got all the slutty hoes On his mobile phone Dialing up Said they on the go They just wanna know Keep it low Like your girl on her knees when she blows Slipping on my semen Wipe my down shawty she cleaning Preaching to the deacon cause she swear she saw a demon Screaming while she creaming shawty tryna catch her breathing If she ever loved a nigga promise that she only teasing Shawty showing out In her oceans get to rowing now Like you had a bobcats jersey ma your back I'm blowing out Holding out Like a futon ya legs be folding out Always on mind cause i put you on my shoulders now Let's get it started Pre game to this party Taking all the shots Who got the hen, who got bacardi So alarming Bitches think I'm charming Swear that I'm on some shit where i don't miss i hit my target Yeah I'm back in it Do it all the time no lacking it When i hit you the strokes my back you know you scratching it Get your clothes from Saks and fifth Dripping causing accidents Focused on your goals baby i know you look so passionate Shoot my shot I'm cashing it Riding with my passenger Done some calculations now the numbers get to adding up Fuck niggas just subtract from us Got the woods and gas on us Designer in your luggage i see you get to packing up Aye, you look so cute when you're going on live Everybody wants you but they got to stand in line And you say all that so I know gotta come Shawty snapping pics cause she knows she's premium When all you alone Just call me on my phone

Intro: Bomb a drop! Run for cover! Save ya mama! Can I get a (RAH!) from all Jamaicans (Yeah) Can I get a (RAH!) from my Puerto Ricans (Come on) Can I get a (RAH!) from all my Haitians Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr! Chorus: Buss a blank (RAH!) Buss a blank (RAH!) Everybody everybody go so (RAH! RAH!) Buss a blank (RAH!) Buss a blank (RAH!) Everybody everybody go so (RAH! RAH!) Verse 1: AK ova di wall and go so (RAH! RAH!) From yuh tall up tall go so (RAH! RAH!) From a day dem call go so (RAH! RAH!) Yuh nah buss somen small go so (Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!) New forward have di dancehall dizzy (Rrrrrrrrr!) Thugs pop out di zagga ziggy Style weh we a pose inna di club a dem a jiggy From New York to Philly a still a we lead a gwaan a biggy get jiggy Tun on di RAH! Whetha a sun hot or when it chilly Let it burn like when mi see Usher do to Chilli Dat style yah nah go dead it ago live like Makavelli Mi go call Haitians and all Trinis Chorus: Buss a blank (RAH!) Buss a blank (RAH!) Everybody everybody go so (RAH! RAH!) Buss a blank (RAH!) Buss a blank (RAH!) Everybody everybody go so (RAH! RAH!) Verse 2: (So can I get a RAH!) From a fan dem inna New York City (Man a Bad Bwoy) Yuh tink a lie gwaan go ask Diddy (Can I get a RAH!) From a female girls weh look pretty Inna Club Speed packin dem booty and shake yuh titties (Can I get a RAH!) All di Puerto Ricans a get wid it Dominicans. Jamaicans, Haitians and all di Trinis (Can I get a Rah!) From di gal dem pon di beach inna bikini Fat or yuh skinny mi a give yuh one a mek a twenty Chorus: Buss a blank (RAH!) Buss a blank (RAH!) Everybody everybody go so (RAH! RAH!) Buss a blank (RAH!) Buss a blank (RAH!) Everybody everybody go so (RAH! RAH!) Verse 3: All di day we nuh sleep, nights upon nights we a beat Always have we two eye walk mi a di street Gangstas a run di place hot like wild police When we buck up it a go so cau when two enemy meet One ting bout Jamaicans dem nuh retreat Man from di Caribbean bad nuh bloodcleet Tun on di RAH! Watch yuh enemy dem a retreat Big up di thugs inna prison a sleep, clear! Chorus: Buss a blank (RAH!) Buss a blank (RAH!) Everybody everybody go so (RAH! RAH!) Buss a blank (RAH!) Buss a blank (RAH!)