You Could Be My Boo

Intro: If you down to watch my back You could be my boo And if you're heart don't break Then you could be my boo Yo, if you love to wear black You could be my boo Even if you on section 8 You still could be my boo Yeah, you don't have to have your own place You could be my boo You could be straight from the street You could be my boo Ghetto down with a cute face You could be my boo If you boppin to this beat Then you could be my boo Verse One: You be knockin skins out the box And when it comes to street smarts You slyer than a fuckin fox You understand my game With me and you its all the same I call you by your nickname You never sweat me when i'm out with my crew Instead you stay up late Waiting for me with a ice cold brew You all frisky in some shorts lookin sexy Chokin on a blunt, sippin hene-rock and pepsi The way you bops your head, you arouse me And when you rocks the bed, you never lousy And when we ridin, you be watchin my back You know all the DT cars from Silver Bullet to the Pontiac Sunbird, and in one word I ain't worried bout you settin me up That shit is unheard You caught a case on the strength of me And didn't get brand new You stayed true, you could be my boo Chorus: I like the way you walk The way you make me feel And the way you talk Those things, they turn me on You're leanin in your Lex And you on the phone The way you care for me I always got your back and you know its true Nothin for you baby, that I won't do You could be my boo Verse Two: And that gear you be sportin, it don't be overclassy Tennis skirts and boots, and you be lookin sassy And when you doze on the one piece dress You lookin like something that God did bless And when I tell you (hurry the fuck up!) My time you never take up Naturally cute, so you never wear makeup Bout 125, 130 And down to hold my stash, whenever I'm dirty Saw me shoot a nigga, you got back Second time you didn't snitch You never riff, when I call you a bitch Cause you know it's just a figure of speech Some ghetto terminology you learn on the streets It's cool when the day goes by, I didn't peep ya You said 8-double-0 spells Boo in my beeper I'm-a keep you on my team, knowyamean No matter what we go do, you could be my boo Chorus Verse Three: You ain't never been shy You always stay fly Never lie You get that money from that other guy You be knowin about sports You up on all the slang When you hang wit your gang And the whole sh-bang You kick game, you ain't perfect But you real You cook my favorite meal And got my name on your fingernail When you around my niggas Everything be like, What up? You know when to talk And you know when to shut up You ain't scared of guns, and you know how to use it You love Rap City, and you love rap music And when we fight, you go for yours You don't be duckin You so wild, you smoke a blunt while we fuckin You hate the cops with a passion You like one of my niggas But in the female fashion Ever since I met cha I knew I had to get cha Never nothing new since your debut You could be my boo Outro: If you down wit my crew You could be my boo You look rough and sexy Then you could be my boo Word, if you never act brand new You could be my boo You sip henne-rock and pepsi You still could be my boo Yo, if you like to smoke mad herb You could be my boo And you ain't gotta be rich You could be my boo You love to cuss and use a bad word You could be my boo Even if you act like a bitch Then you could be my boo