Im Not Your Boyfriend Baby

3OH!3

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I'm not your boyfriend, baby 
I ain't your cute little sex toy 
I'm not your lion or your tiger 
Won't be your nasty little boyI'm not your boyfriend, baby 
I can't grant your every wish 
I'm not your knight in shining armor 
So I just leave you with this kissYou can catch me on the speed train 
Beeper in a three way 
Shinin' with the gleam chain 
And your honey givin' me brainYou can catch me watchin' AI 
Mellow, it's game time 
Pinkie with the same shine 
Pit bull and a canine 
You know I rep' this shit 
I got it tatted on my skin 
If you fuckin' with my city 
Then you fuckin' with my kinYou know I rep' this shit 
I got my hands up on your chest 
Motherfuckers best believe it 
That you're fuckin' with the bestI'm not your boyfriend, baby 
I ain't your cute little sex toy 
I'm not your lion or your tiger 
Nah, nah, won't be your nasty little boyWhoo, I'm not your boyfriend, baby 
Yeah, I can't grant your every wish 
Yeah, I'm not your knight in shining armor 
So I just leave you with this kiss 
Kill the lights 
These children learn from cigarette burns 
Fast cars, fast women and cheap drinks 
It feels right 
All these asphyxiated, self-medicated 
Take the white pill you'll feel alrightKill the lights 
These children learn from cigarette burns 
Fast cars, fast women and cheap drinks 
It feels right 
All these asphyxiated, self-medicatedYou can catch me on the speed train 
Beeper in a three-way 
Shinin' with the gleam chain 
And your honey givin' me brainYou can catch me watchin' AI 
Mellow, it's game time 
Pinkie with the same shine 
Pit bull and a canineYou know I rep' this shit 
I got it tatted on my skin 
And if you fuckin' with my city 
Then you fuckin' with my kinYou know I rep' this shit 
I got my hands up on your chest 
Motherfuckers best believe it 
That you fuckin' with the bestKill the lights 
These children learn from cigarette burns 
Fast cars, fast women and cheap drinks 
It feels right 
All these asphyxiated, self-medicated 
Take the whiteKill the lights 
These children learn from cigarette burns 
Fast cars, fast women, and cheap drinks 
It feels right 
All these asphyxiated, self-medicated 
Take the white pill you'll feel alrightKill the lights 
These children learn from cigarette burns 
Fast cars, fast women and cheap drinks 
It feels right 
All these asphyxiated, self-medicated 
Take the white pill you'll feel alrightKill the lights 
These children learn from cigarette burns 
Fast cars, fast women and cheap drinks 
It feels right 
All these asphyxiated, self-medicated 
Take the white pill you'll feel alright

Im Not Your Boyfriend Baby - 3OH!3 Lyrics

I'm not your boyfriend, baby
I ain't your cute little sex toy
I'm not your lion or your tiger
Won't be your nasty little boyI'm not your boyfriend, baby
I can't grant your every wish
I'm not your knight in shining armor
So I just leave you with this kissYou can catch me on the speed train
Beeper in a three way
Shinin' with the gleam chain
And your honey givin' me brainYou can catch me watchin' AI
Mellow, it's game time
Pinkie with the same shine
Pit bull and a canine
You know I rep' this shit
I got it tatted on my skin
If you fuckin' with my city
Then you fuckin' with my kinYou know I rep' this shit
I got my hands up on your chest
Motherfuckers best believe it
That you're fuckin' with the bestI'm not your boyfriend, baby
I ain't your cute little sex toy
I'm not your lion or your tiger
Nah, nah, won't be your nasty little boyWhoo, I'm not your boyfriend, baby
Yeah, I can't grant your every wish
Yeah, I'm not your knight in shining armor
So I just leave you with this kiss
Kill the lights
These children learn from cigarette burns
Fast cars, fast women and cheap drinks
It feels right
All these asphyxiated, self-medicated
Take the white pill you'll feel alrightKill the lights
These children learn from cigarette burns
Fast cars, fast women and cheap drinks
It feels right
All these asphyxiated, self-medicatedYou can catch me on the speed train
Beeper in a three-way
Shinin' with the gleam chain
And your honey givin' me brainYou can catch me watchin' AI
Mellow, it's game time
Pinkie with the same shine
Pit bull and a canineYou know I rep' this shit
I got it tatted on my skin
And if you fuckin' with my city
Then you fuckin' with my kinYou know I rep' this shit
I got my hands up on your chest
Motherfuckers best believe it
That you fuckin' with the bestKill the lights
These children learn from cigarette burns
Fast cars, fast women and cheap drinks
It feels right
All these asphyxiated, self-medicated
Take the whiteKill the lights
These children learn from cigarette burns
Fast cars, fast women, and cheap drinks
It feels right
All these asphyxiated, self-medicated
Take the white pill you'll feel alrightKill the lights
These children learn from cigarette burns
Fast cars, fast women and cheap drinks
It feels right
All these asphyxiated, self-medicated
Take the white pill you'll feel alrightKill the lights
These children learn from cigarette burns
Fast cars, fast women and cheap drinks
It feels right
All these asphyxiated, self-medicated
Take the white pill you'll feel alright

Im Not Your Boyfriend Baby lyrics !!!