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Boys (They Love Us) Video (MV)




Performed By: Anne Belacco
Length: 3:14
Written by: Anne Belacco




Anne Belacco - Boys (They Love Us) Lyrics




I'm a hoe and slut from the south
Yeah, I got a couple things to say
My bible tells me "No honey"
But bitch I do it anyway

Fendi, Prada, no it's nada
Michael who?
I only f*ck shoes
Turn the bank account right around
Strip the polls and eat some loaves

And keep that waist so f*cking small
Swim a bit or throw up a bit
Depends on if you wanna be a skinny legend

Honey diss all that just be you
Boys slurp cum and we drink rum
And you know it's so very true
'Cause honey that's the beauty of being you

Boys, they love us
With all the va va juice and jive
I'm hoping that they all can drive
Us to the big parties
Crush 'em up like smarties
I'm gonna take off all my clothes
And show you my big old dairy O's

(Ah)
Damn, me too
I need another cigarette
Before I f*cking fall apart

Fine and so damn begine
You have kept your eye on me
Since 1973

But, let's watch that ass go fast
And sip on this merry go flask
Wanna come over?
Better call Uber

Wanna see me smoke from my vagina?
Wanna see me f*ck this dead bird?
Wanna see me smoke from my vagina?
Wanna see me f*ck this dead bird?

Wanna see me smoke from my vagina?
Wanna see me f*ck this dead bird?
Wanna see me smoke from my vagina?
Wanna see me f*ck this dead bird?

Boys, they love us
With all the va va juice and jive
And hoping that they all can drive
Us to the big parties
Crush 'em up like smarties
I'm gonna take off all my clothes
And show you my big old dairy O's

(Ah)
Damn, me too
I need another cigarette
Before I f*cking fall apart
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I'm a hoe and slut from the south
Yeah, I got a couple things to say
My bible tells me "No honey"
But bitch I do it anyway

Fendi, Prada, no it's nada
Michael who?
I only f*ck shoes
Turn the bank account right around
Strip the polls and eat some loaves

And keep that waist so f*cking small
Swim a bit or throw up a bit
Depends on if you wanna be a skinny legend

Honey diss all that just be you
Boys slurp cum and we drink rum
And you know it's so very true
'Cause honey that's the beauty of being you

Boys, they love us
With all the va va juice and jive
I'm hoping that they all can drive
Us to the big parties
Crush 'em up like smarties
I'm gonna take off all my clothes
And show you my big old dairy O's

(Ah)
Damn, me too
I need another cigarette
Before I f*cking fall apart

Fine and so damn begine
You have kept your eye on me
Since 1973

But, let's watch that ass go fast
And sip on this merry go flask
Wanna come over?
Better call Uber

Wanna see me smoke from my vagina?
Wanna see me f*ck this dead bird?
Wanna see me smoke from my vagina?
Wanna see me f*ck this dead bird?

Wanna see me smoke from my vagina?
Wanna see me f*ck this dead bird?
Wanna see me smoke from my vagina?
Wanna see me f*ck this dead bird?

Boys, they love us
With all the va va juice and jive
And hoping that they all can drive
Us to the big parties
Crush 'em up like smarties
I'm gonna take off all my clothes
And show you my big old dairy O's

(Ah)
Damn, me too
I need another cigarette
Before I f*cking fall apart
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Writer: Anne Belacco
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