Boys Ringtones

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!

It's second nature to walk home before the sun goes down And put your keys between your knuckles when there's boys around Isn't it funny how we laugh it off to hide our fear? When there's nothing funny here Sick intuition that they taught us so we won't freak out We hide our figures doing anything to shut them out We smile, a way to ease the tension so it don't go south But there's nothing funny now When will we stop saying things 'Cause they're all listening? No, the kids ain't alright Oh, and they do what they see 'Cause it's all on TV Oh, the kids ain't alright Boys will be, boys will be Boys will be, boys will be boys But girls will be women Boys will be, boys will be Boys will be, boys will be boys But girls will be women I'm sure if there's something that I can't find the words to say I know that there will be a man around to save the day And that was sarcasm, in case you needed it mansplained I should've stuck to ballet When will we stop saying things 'Cause they're all listening? No, the kids ain't alright Oh, and they do what they see 'Cause it's all on TV Oh, the kids ain't alright Boys will be, boys will be Boys will be, boys will be boys But girls will be women Boys will be, boys will be Boys will be, boys will be boys But girls will be women If you're offended by this song You're clearly doing something wrong If you're offended by this song Then you're probably saying Boys will be, boys will be Boys will be, boys will be boys But girls will be women When will we stop saying things 'Cause they're all listening? No, the kids ain't alright Oh, and they do what they see 'Cause it's all on TV Oh, the kids ain't alright Boys will be, boys will be Boys will be, boys will be boys But girls will be women Boys will be, boys will be Boys will be, boys will be boys But girls will be women

Intro: Boys and girls Scarface: I remember in the 80's me and pops would rock In a 7 0 Chevy with the drops in slot Use to pass me Pepsi Cola while he drunk him a pint Tippin' to the southside runnin' a light Use to have me up in 3rd Ward checkin' his traps Collectin' his scratch protection' his snap Use to always tell a nigga keep your mind on paper Bitches in your head you keep your eyes on paper Cause a niggas definition is a killa for scratch You kill a motherfucker you kill him for that You got caught up in this shit that means you fucked it up Old man spittin' game so I sucked it up Old enough to do my own thang got me again Flip my second paycheck to cop me a lid Went and seen my homie Short Dawg that slided me a track Went to Mase's Pawn Shop and got me a gat Didn't know this crack shit I got my uncle to cook With my eyes on my paper I just fubbled and looked Impatiently waitin' for the pot to boil Man I can't wait to see your rock from (OIL) Put my work upon the table and it's startin' tonight Time for me to bring Brad Jordan to life Sat my ass upon the corner till it started to bounce Glock scratchin' reach that and started her out It wasn't long before I was goin' for nine I'm seventeen around millionaires goin' for mine And if you got off in my way while I was headed for that You found your ass misplaces with your head in your lap And niggas is gettin' shiffer with time That's why you never see me with a partner in crime I'm down and dirty nigga FUCK the world And that's what seperated geto boys from girls you know? Bushwick Bill: 5th Ward is the spot where niggas get shot Hoes sell cock and every block is hot Niggas start shit but they don't start it with Bill Cause them motherfuckers know they're blood gonna spill Ever since I was a kid growin' up in the bottom I beat a niggas ass and if I didn't I shot him Never gave a fuck about his family cryin' Bottom line, better his than mine You come around me with that live shit I kill it fast I throw a search party for your fuckin' stankin' ass nigga Cause it's a motherfuckin' rep thang You got a set of nuts you better let them motherfuckers hang Even if you're facin' 20 years you never rat You do your time and you come on back And if he a homie he really take care of your people while you're gone And bless you when you come back home Do your time and don't whine is the motherfuckin' anthem That's the type of shit most niggas can't phantom Them bitches tongues come unfurled But that's what seperated the ghetto boys from girls c'mon Scarface: I bet you often wonder how niggas survive in a drout You got jacked and took six and died in your house And motherfuckers sat and grieved your death While other motherfuckers counted up the keys that you left Kind of strange the game it took a change for the worse Split the brain get the cain get back to your turf And keep the jack you did up under your hat Cause if the word got out you killed him then they killin' you back I never thought that '86 would bring me trouble again But these niggas on some up shit like double your pay And gives a fuck about respect and joy So how the fuck you figure niggas got respect for a hoe But then again niggas always put their trust in a bitch But in the end it's another nigga bustin' yo shit Fucked around and had to flee the world Cause you couldn't seperate the geto boys and girls Willie D: Geto Boys is the motherfuckin' shit never forget Them southern niggas made your Mind Play Tricks Never the less I left the group in '91 Niggas was mad, I had my gun They had they guns too I wasn't snoozin' Cause I knew that if it came down to it they would use 'em If it was goin' down right then I didn't give a fuck We was gonna tear this whole motherfuckin' city up And nigga that's real comin' from the south You wack ass rappers watch your motherfuckin' mouth Preachin' that positive bullshit you can save Cause your positivity ain't gettin' motherfuckers paid It's G.B. and Willie D reunited Sendin' niggas back to the studio to get they shit tighter And niggas thought it wouldn't happen again But we sat down and settled our differences like men And put the bullshit behind us Cause fuckin' off money ain't a plus it's a minus We did what other niggas to big to do when they twirl And SEPERATED geto boys from girls c'mon Man on phone: A.J. you know I spent 23 years in the prison. You know I'm still in prison You know they they uh uh reannounced us, blacks, we represent 37% of the Prison system throughout the country. 37%. But we don't represent but but 12% of the country. Now that's diproportionate and ain't no joke you know. It's it's now by coincidence or by happenstance, it's by design. By the Year... 2015. They gonna have 70% of our community locked up. I'm talking about black Gonna be locked up within they community. It's gonna be like in Warsaw... ghetto.

E na balada hoje tem forroboys e a galera quer curtir com nóis e solta o som dj e abre o paredão os mano e as mina ta curtindo o batidão { Bis}. Na cidade grande na periferia essa batida bate bate contagia rola na favela rola na quebrada em todas as tribos essa batida é aceitada se você quer curtir um forró do bom cola em nóis e aprecie o nosso som { Bis}

모른 척 이대로 지나칠 수 없어 맞물린 시선 속에 너를 읽었어 그 표정, 그 눈빛 분명 본 적 있어 난 너야, 안녕, 나야, 봐, yes, me, yes, me All day, all night long (숨 쉬듯이 원할 테니) 내게 맡겨 봐 (눈부신, your heart) 내 손을 잡아, 둘이 더 좋잖아 Me plus you! 나와 닮은, 너와 함께 우리라는 이름 안에서 웃게 해줄게, 널 지켜줄게 불을 켜줘 우리의 showtime 우린 빛나 (나 너라서 빛나) 난 빛나 (꿈꿔왔던 만큼) 난 빛나 (더 높은 곳에서) 난 빛나, 빛나 (wow, 빛나, 빛나, 빛나, 빛나, 빛나, yo) 빛나, 난 빛나 우린 빛나 빛나, 난 빛나, 빛나, 난 빛나 빛나, 난 빛나, 빛나, 난 빛나 Nonstop, nonstop 자각하기 시작한 마음은 nonstop (whoa) 숨을 불어넣어 (감정들은 피어나고) 우린 서로의 (이유가 되고) 뜨거워질 거야, 깊어질 너와 나 Me plus you! 나와 닮은, 너와 함께 우리라는 이름 안에서 웃게 해줄게, 널 지켜줄게 불을 켜줘 우리의 showtime 우린 빛나 (나 너라서 빛나) 난 빛나 (꿈꿔왔던 만큼) 난 빛나 (더 높은 곳에서) 난 빛나, 빛나 (wow, 빛나, 빛나, 빛나, 빛나, 빛나, yo) 있잖아, 나라는 상처투성이 괜찮아, 꼭 안아줄 네가 있어서 고마워, 오직 난 널 위해 나 여기 있어 있잖아, 여기 있잖아 있잖아, 있잖아, 있잖아, 있잖아 여기 있잖아 여기 있잖아 여기 있잖아 (있잖아, 여기 있잖아) (있잖아, 있잖아, 있잖아, 있잖아) 나 있잖아 (온통 너뿐인 나) 있잖아 (항상 네 편인 나) 있잖아 (어깨를 내어줄 나) 있잖아 바로 (oh, 여기 내가, 여기 내가 있잖아) 나 너라서 빛나 난 빛나 (꿈꿔왔던 만큼) 난 빛나 (더 높은 곳에서) 난 빛나, 빛나 (wow, 빛나, 빛나, 빛나, 빛나, 빛나, yo) 빛나, 난 빛나, 빛나, 난 빛나 빛나, 난 빛나, 빛나, 난 빛나

Just a good ol'boys Never meanin'no harm Beats all you never saw Been in trouble with the law Ever since they were born Straightin'the curves Flattin'the hills Someday the mountain get them But the law never will Makin'there way The only way they know how That's just a little bit more Than the law will allow Makin'there way The only way they know how That's just a little bit more Than the law will allow I'm a good ol'boy And my momma loves me But you don't understand, They keep showing my hands and Not my face on TV THE GENERAL LEE