Boys, Boys, Boys: Remix a Jay Z

Talking: (Yeah, I know, I know.....I can't help it tho, I love all of yall.....haha, I'm fo real!)

I love boys, boys, boys, boys /boys I do adore/

I’mma put my number on the paper/ U should holla at me later/

It's an offer that u can’t ignore/

I love boys, boys, boys, boys/ boys sittin high on duuuuubs/

I saw him sippin on his drink /gave a n*gga wink/ You should let me roll wit u, lets go!

I got this Hispanic boy, Puerto Rican I believe/
Call him Rico Suave, cause baby would never leave/
When I'm in town, he cook dinner by candlelight/
Call him mi amor, cuz papi's doing me right/
I got this white boy, he acts like such a prep/
Tall, Dark, and Handsome, reminds me of Johnny Depp/
Wear Hollister, Aeropostale, Urban Outfitters too/
Wear Vans, love tans, listening to Blink 182/
I got this black boy/ Yep he always got my back/
Keeps my two feet grounded when I'm fallin off track/
Massages my back when the world stresses me out/
Do that in return for him, cuz I know what he's about/
I got this Asian boy, or blasian, maybe I should say/
Baby make his own dough and do it the legal way/
Was raised in the hood, so baby knows whats good/
Never forget where he came from like a real nigga should/
Now thats Puerto Rican, white boy, black dude and blasian/
that means I got A's cuz I always knew the equation/
I wore Vans and J's, and loved the Puerto Rican Day Parade/
And I never had a problem with gettin some good grades/

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I got this producer/ yeah he’s in the industry/ Half the time loves his music more than he does me/ Love triangle, him, me and music makes three/ But I understand where he comin from that used to be me/ Got the ATL D-boy/ Lives for the block/ Stays fitted in the whites tees/ Keeps his money in a knot/ Don’t see him too much now since he got on lock/ Feds bust through the door/ Now he serving 2 to 4/ I got this younger dude/ What the f*ck was wrong wit me/ 2 years make hella difference, can’t get in the club, B/ Half the time we just chill, watchin movies on the couch/ He loves to make out, especially when his mama’s out/ I got a older man/ hear his clock tickin away/ Says he wanna settle down almost everyday/ He’s only 24/ Would do if moms wasn’t in the way/ He fit wit benefits and a 401K/ now that’s young boy, d-boy, oldhead, producer/ That means I ride Chevys and the engine got a booster/ My man only got his permit, and can’t remember ‘94/ I’m an ‘80’s baby so u know all what I’m for
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I got this weed fiend sparkin up all the time/
Love to smoke that dro/in a How High state of mind,
Church boy, good dude/ go to church thrice a week/
Who would know that that lil church boy was a freak?/
I had party type of guy, always on the scene/
Popped pills for thrills, had to leave alone/ Know what I mean?/
Got a Kappa/ Thinks he fine/
Having a affair with his brush/
When he first wake up, its the first thing he touch/
Had this Mexican man/
Had to leave him, damn/
Wanted me to help sneak in his fam! (shiiiiiiiid!)/
I got this African boy, who's half Nigerian and black/
Never liked his girls skinny, always liked his girls fat/
I got a baseball player/
Knows how to swing his bat/
Now who can complain with thaaaaaaaaaat?/

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Outro: I love boys, boys, boys, boys, boys, boys!