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Blaqbonez – HOT BOY Lyrics

Blaqbonez HOT BOY Lyrics

Yeah, uh
Who be the Tibidi?
Who be the Tibidi?

Who be the Tibidi?
Oh boy, my baby, whoa
Who be the Tibidi?
Who be the Tibidi?
Come online, my baby
No badder, my baby

Badman need no thermometer (thermometer)
Hot from spring to the summer time (summer time), wah
Your girl needs issa BBC (BBC)
So, I chop her clean like a cannibal (cannibal), yeah-yeah
In case you don’t know, I be Blaq’ to the ‘Bonez (Blaq’ to the ‘Bonez)
I no be the guy wey the girls dem dey jonz (girls dem dey jonz)
In case you don’t know, no dey smoke Igbo
Think oh, think oh ‘fore you play for my zone
Yeah, In case you don’t know, I be Blaq’ to the ‘Bonez (Blaq’ to the ‘Bonez)
I no be the guy wey the girls dem dey jonz (girls dem dey jonz)
In case you don’t know, no dey smoke Igbo
Think oh, think oh ‘fore you play for my zone

Knack am, knack am, knack am, I tеach her carpentry (carpentry)
When I chokе her neck, she call me Majesty (Majesty)
Me, no like to chop another person thing
But, if she come around I give her BBC
Boomboclaat, me spread her leg like gymnastics (boomboclaat, me spread her leg like gymnastics)
Me part it, eat that booty, me nah care if it’s plastic (me part it, eat that booty, me nah care if it’s plastic)
Long as she, look like Nancy Isime, I put that booty in the air, ah (I put that booty in the air, ah)

Badman need no thermometer (thermo-meter)
Hot from spring to the summer time, wah
Your girl needs issa BBC
So, I chop her clean like a cannibal (yeah-yeah)
Yeah, In case you don’t know, I be Blaq’ to the ‘Bonez (Blaq’ to the ‘Bonez)
I no be the guy wey the girls dem dey jonz (girls dem dey jonz)
In case you don’t know, no dey smoke Igbo
Think oh, think oh ‘fore you play for my zone (think oh, think oh ‘fore you play for my zone)

(You know what you need?)
(A nice hard fuck, that’ll bring you back to your fuckin’ senses)
(Jesus Christ)
Ay, uh-uh
They told me “toxic music is selling”
But, this one no be sales, this is real life, tell ’em
Share my pain, then I count my blessin’
One track on the album fit be about your girlfriend
Shit is real, I don’t cuff nobody
Shit that I seen, I don’t trust nobody, love nobody (love nobody)
Just need ah girl with a bangin’ body
Diana Eneje, come touch this body (uh-uh)
I watch her IG with sound off
‘Cause man don’t want no distractions
Thinkin’ ’bout how she look takin’ backshots (takin’ backshots)
A lot of girls hate me though, but, I be in the Stu pennin’ daily flows (flows)
I told her “don’t love me too much” but you know these hoes (ah-ah)
(Fuckin’ asshole)
Maybe it’s abandonment issues
Might need therapy, someone to see to
My dad left me, mum had to hustle
Let lovin’ and money just before breakfast
Many thing life taught me before 8:00 sharp
I keep many hoes, my life a large acre
Never put a bitch before paper

They told me “toxic music is selling”
But, this one no be sales, this is real life, tell ’em
Share my pain, then I count my blessin’
One track on the album fit be about your girlfriend
Shit is real, I don’t cuff nobody
Shit that I seen, I don’t trust nobody