I don't think boys say what they want
Cause they don't know what they want
That's why they don't believe girls when they say no
Kinda gross huh?
He wanna see my body like anatomy
He said he gonna charge me up like batteries
He say I taste like sugar, Charlie's factory
Yummy
He said he not gon' share, he wants me all to him
He said he like my ass, but I ain't got that Kim
He wants me to be good, you know I love to sin
It's funny
Boys Like It, Boys Like It
When you go and cry
Boys Like It, Boys Like It
When they're always right
Boys Like It, Boys Like It
When they rub their hands
Up against your thigh
Up against your thigh
Boys Like It, Boys Like It
When they don't do right
Boys Like It
But who cares what boys like?
He says he works part time at the deli
He said he got for me a pound of salami
He trying to make me wet, he want it tsunami
Oh baby
He said he want it now and doesn't wanna wait
He wanna have it all and eat his damn cake
This is some f*ckery and I will not partake Stupid
Boys Like It, Boys Like It
When you go and cry
Boys Like It, Boys Like It
When they're always right
Boys Like It, Boys Like It
When they rub their hands
Up against your thigh
Up against your thigh
Boys Like It, Boys Like It
When they don't do right
Boys Like It
But who cares what boys like?
But who cares what boys like
But who cares what boys like
Boys like it
Put you on a crucifix
Anything to not admit
They're wrong
You said f*cking Bea Brat would be here
I'm the girl with the f*cking list
Go ahead and peep my Amazon wish list
Hot girl summer? Baby I got it!
Hot girl summer baby I am it!
Posh ghoul with the f*ckin hits
David keeps me feeling my f*cking shit
The boys rally when we come up, we love it
The boys like it when we give em' the dopest
Big cash, big money, big credit baby
I like when you him em' with the debit baby
Four digit pin I don't care what you like
Cause your about to buy only what I like
The black card, daddy, gimme, I want it
Fast cars, I'm the girl to f*cking flaunt it
I'm fire, so sudden like thunder
I like a boy when hes 6 feet under
Lets go bitch
But who cares what boys like
But who cares what boys like
But who cares what boys like
David Munster - Boys Like It (feat. Bea Brat) Lyrics
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I don't think boys say what they want
Cause they don't know what they want
That's why they don't believe girls when they say no
Kinda gross huh?
He wanna see my body like anatomy
He said he gonna charge me up like batteries
He say I taste like sugar, Charlie's factory
Yummy
He said he not gon' share, he wants me all to him
He said he like my ass, but I ain't got that Kim
He wants me to be good, you know I love to sin
It's funny
Boys Like It, Boys Like It
When you go and cry
Boys Like It, Boys Like It
When they're always right
Boys Like It, Boys Like It
When they rub their hands
Up against your thigh
Up against your thigh
Boys Like It, Boys Like It
When they don't do right
Boys Like It
But who cares what boys like?
He says he works part time at the deli
He said he got for me a pound of salami
He trying to make me wet, he want it tsunami
Oh baby
He said he want it now and doesn't wanna wait
He wanna have it all and eat his damn cake
This is some f*ckery and I will not partake Stupid
Boys Like It, Boys Like It
When you go and cry
Boys Like It, Boys Like It
When they're always right
Boys Like It, Boys Like It
When they rub their hands
Up against your thigh
Up against your thigh
Boys Like It, Boys Like It
When they don't do right
Boys Like It
But who cares what boys like?
But who cares what boys like
But who cares what boys like
Boys like it
Put you on a crucifix
Anything to not admit
They're wrong
You said f*cking Bea Brat would be here
I'm the girl with the f*cking list
Go ahead and peep my Amazon wish list
Hot girl summer? Baby I got it!
Hot girl summer baby I am it!
Posh ghoul with the f*ckin hits
David keeps me feeling my f*cking shit
The boys rally when we come up, we love it
The boys like it when we give em' the dopest
Big cash, big money, big credit baby
I like when you him em' with the debit baby
Four digit pin I don't care what you like
Cause your about to buy only what I like
The black card, daddy, gimme, I want it
Fast cars, I'm the girl to f*cking flaunt it
I'm fire, so sudden like thunder
I like a boy when hes 6 feet under
Lets go bitch
But who cares what boys like
But who cares what boys like
But who cares what boys like
Cause they don't know what they want
That's why they don't believe girls when they say no
Kinda gross huh?
He wanna see my body like anatomy
He said he gonna charge me up like batteries
He say I taste like sugar, Charlie's factory
Yummy
He said he not gon' share, he wants me all to him
He said he like my ass, but I ain't got that Kim
He wants me to be good, you know I love to sin
It's funny
Boys Like It, Boys Like It
When you go and cry
Boys Like It, Boys Like It
When they're always right
Boys Like It, Boys Like It
When they rub their hands
Up against your thigh
Up against your thigh
Boys Like It, Boys Like It
When they don't do right
Boys Like It
But who cares what boys like?
He says he works part time at the deli
He said he got for me a pound of salami
He trying to make me wet, he want it tsunami
Oh baby
He said he want it now and doesn't wanna wait
He wanna have it all and eat his damn cake
This is some f*ckery and I will not partake Stupid
Boys Like It, Boys Like It
When you go and cry
Boys Like It, Boys Like It
When they're always right
Boys Like It, Boys Like It
When they rub their hands
Up against your thigh
Up against your thigh
Boys Like It, Boys Like It
When they don't do right
Boys Like It
But who cares what boys like?
But who cares what boys like
But who cares what boys like
Boys like it
Put you on a crucifix
Anything to not admit
They're wrong
You said f*cking Bea Brat would be here
I'm the girl with the f*cking list
Go ahead and peep my Amazon wish list
Hot girl summer? Baby I got it!
Hot girl summer baby I am it!
Posh ghoul with the f*ckin hits
David keeps me feeling my f*cking shit
The boys rally when we come up, we love it
The boys like it when we give em' the dopest
Big cash, big money, big credit baby
I like when you him em' with the debit baby
Four digit pin I don't care what you like
Cause your about to buy only what I like
The black card, daddy, gimme, I want it
Fast cars, I'm the girl to f*cking flaunt it
I'm fire, so sudden like thunder
I like a boy when hes 6 feet under
Lets go bitch
But who cares what boys like
But who cares what boys like
But who cares what boys like
Writer: Bea Brat, David Munster
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid