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hot stuff.
Ciara- Like a Boy.
love this. i love the groove. i love the meaning of this. seriously, no more sexism.
and through reading the comments. sighs. i am reminded of Aaliyah.
sighs. the friggin pilot.
btw, justin timberlake's what goes around.. comes around coincides with the rihanna unfaithful.. ermm. cos of the unfaithful sector.. and perhaps even retribution? errrrrrr...
Ciara-Like a Boy
C-I-A-R-A
Come on
Pull up your pants (Just like him)
Take out the trash (Just like him)
Getting your cash like him, fast like him
Girl, you wanna act like he did
I'm talking 'bout
Security codes on everything
On vibrate so your phone don't ever ring
A foreign account
And another one he don't know about
Wish we could switch up the roles and I could be that
Tell you I love you, but when you call, I never get back
Would you ask them questions like me, like, "Where you be at?"
'Cause I'm out four in the morning
On the corner rolling, doing my own thing
What if I had a thing on the side, made you cry
Would the rules change up or would they still apply
If I played you like a toy?
Sometimes, I wish I could act like a boy
Can't be getting mad, but you mad can't handle that
Can't be getting mad, but you mad can't handle that
Girl go ahead and be (Just like him)
Go run the streets (Just like him)
Go home missin sleep like 'em, creep like 'em
Front with you friends, act hard when you with them like him
Keep a straight face when you tell a lie
Always keep an airtight alibi
Keep it hid in the dark
What he don’t know won’t break his heart
Wish we could switch up the roles and I could be that
Tell you I love you, but when you call, I never get back
Would you ask them questions like me, like where you be at
'Cause I’m out, four in the morning on the corner rolling doing my own thing
What if I had a thing on the side (What if I)
Made you cry (Made you cry)
Would the rules change up or would they still apply
If I played you like a toy
Sometimes I wish I could act like a boy
Can’t be getting mad, but you mad can’t handle that (Boy)
Can’t be getting mad, but you mad can’t handle that
Can’t be getting mad, but you mad can’t handle that
Can’t be getting mad, but you mad can’t handle that (Uh)
(Would you like that?)
If I was always gone (Uh)
Hit the sun getting home (Would you like that?)
I told you I was with my crew when I knew it wasn’t true
(Would you like that?)
If I act like you
Walked a mile off in your shoes (Would you like that?)
Messing with you head again
Dose of your own medicine
What if I had a thing on the side (What if I)
Made you cry ()Made you cry)
Would the rules change up or would they still apply
If I played you like a toy
Sometimes I wish I could act like a boy
Can’t be getting mad, but you mad can’t handle that
Can’t be getting mad, but you mad can’t handle that
Can’t be getting mad, but you mad can’t handle that (Uh)
Can’t be getting mad, but you mad can’t handle that (Uh)
R-A, come on!
Here’s the clutch
If I paged you, would you like that?)
Had friends, would you like that?)
With a car, would you like that?)
Hell nah, you wouldn’t like that, no!
Oh-ow
(But you mad can’t handle that)
What if I? made you cry
(But you mad can’t handle that)
Would they still apply?
What if I? If I, played you like a toy
Sometimes I wish I could act like a boy
Can’t handle that
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