RUDE BOYS

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And I still hang out with the rude boys, ok, baby, I'm what you want me to be.

Cocaine on the Chevy look like Detroit, no game, I'm smoking this pro joint.

I do it to this rude boy, on this rude boy. Ok, baby, I'm what you want me to be.

Cocaine on the Chevy look like Detroit, no game, I'm smoking this pro joint.

I make this rude boy.

And my story is Little Red Riding Hood who eats the wolf, it's the princess who saves Prince Charming.

Talking in clothes with your soul exposed and showing that asshole that I made the right choice.

He takes away my calm, reason and dreams, I don't have anything against him even though he's given me all sorts of things.

If nothing is destroyed I take hatred and transform it, in the next life I hope I don't meet you, you know. You were like no one else, I was like no one else.

You have lost in your character and you have lost track of yourself.

I turn off the joint on the photos of your face.

Plus, rap is my place and I still hang out- And I still hang out with the rude boys, ok, baby, I'm the way you want me.

Cocaine on the Chevy look like Detroit, no game, I'm smoking this pro joint. I do it to this rude boy, on this rude boy.

Ok, baby, I'm what you want me to be.

Cocaine on the Chevy look like Detroit, no game, I'm smoking this pro joint. I do it to this rude boy, on this rude boy.

And you said to me, "You can." I gave you my feelings but they are no longer yours.

We have become enemies, perhaps better. You would stay in yours, I have my consequences.

Just in case, like sunny days and a few steps.

To mend a heart there is no tailor, for me you were not there.

And I was looking for a connection, but inside your universe there is no reception. The farewell letter devastated me, for you or for me.

I will get lost in a substance and if God is not there, I will search for him more consistently.

Now you silence the press and as I am I know it doesn't concern you, you know.

You were like no one else, but made for someone else. Ended up cut in the back of an ambulance.

Love doesn't save you, a woman doesn't love you. You're the first one who doesn't love yourself after all.

And I still hang out with the rude boys, ok, baby, I'm what you want me to be. Cocaine on the Chevy it seems

Detroit, no game, I'm smoking this pro joint.

I do it to this rude boy, on this rude boy. Ok, baby, I'm what you want me to be.

Cocaine on the Chevy look like Detroit, no game, I'm smoking this pro joint.

I do it to this rude boy, on this rude boy.