: There Was A Boy a Very Strange Enchanted Boy they Say He Wandered Very Far, Very Far over Land And Sea a Little Shy And Sad Of Eye but Very Wise Was
There Was A Boy a Very Strange Enchanted Boy they Say He Wandered Very Far, Very Far over Land And Sea a Little Shy And Sad Of Eye but Very Wise Was He
says ooohohoh that's my little baby, She says ooohohoh that's my sweet little boy, And she says ooohohoh that's my little baby, And she says ooohohoh that's my little boy
There Was A Boy a Very Strange Enchanted Boy they Say He Wandered Very Far, Very Far over Land And Sea a Little Shy And Sad Of Eye but Very Wise Was
This song is called, "It's a metaphor, fool." Sixteen names on my list but none of them could ever get me hot like this. (YEAH!!!) Got your scars on
ya done (done) every time you try to fuck she ain't gon want none [Chorus] I'm a Fool With It (Fool With It) I'm a Fool With It (Fool With It) Girl gimme
: [B.G.] What's happenin main? This B. Gizzle Your number one original hot boy...ya heard and I got Collipark Music...They got me bouncin' wit dis one
fuck in me again I might aswell go to jail and be a punk then I got connects in Detroit Michigan you coke price fucked up see yo boy and I?m fixin it
to look good [Lil' Wayne] B.Geezy let them niggas know [B.G.] I come through in somethin new, hoes hollerin' "Look at him!" That be the Hot Boy they
move across that water strapped with that A.K. They got some wannabe crips, wanna bang, go to L.A. Now you can claim, the East, North, West, or South Mystikal fool
Somewhere on there you'll see featuring the B.G. Me and my nigga B like Suge and Pac We gettin' our shine on all the way to the top Look aint no stoppin' us boy
a young money maker, fuck these hoez I can't be no faker, I play wit my nose And out your yay, I'll rape ya But on the downlow, boy I'll playa hate ya
devil ditch Never miss, I be drivin niggas wit cleverness Momma used to say this Use your mind and stay rich Pops used to say boy dont let them niggas see your weakness If a fool
coke floatin through that U.P.T. Glock totin, locin, in the GS3 bubble In the Lexus 450 Cruiser, block bruiser, nigga don't let the age fool ya Head bussa, Hot Boy
the Girl them say Elephant and Flamez. A which little fool mi hear no like we /Wer A which posse yes neva rait we / awhooo A which little Boy mi hear
ever got this crazy. She thinks about a boy she knew in school. Did she get tired, or did she just get lazy? She's so far gone she feels just like a fool
: Words and music by Randy Meisner, Glenn Frey and Don Henley He was a poor boy, raised in a small family He kinda had a craving for somethin' no one
