Letra y Significado de GIRLS, Tricky



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Tricky: 
girls, boys 
girls wish you never had boys 
they grow up to be bad boys 
cry i've never had boys 
never seen your dad boy 
i've never seen my dad boy 
without the roy 
and when my career stops kicking 
i'm gonna stick him 
Anthony kiedis: 
rock-a-dub now let me show you where it's at boy 
just a puppet and you grew into a fat boy 
make a dog and you chase another cat boy 
blow it up and let me show you where its at boy 
Tricky: 
girls wish you never had boys 
they grow up to be bad boys 
cry i've never had boys 
never seen your dad boy 
i've never seen my dad boy 
without the roy 
and when my career stops kicking 
i'm gonna stick him 
Anthony kiedis: 
staring through the sun tell your devil beware 
i am not the son of your family affair 
baby breaks away and i've got my face in my hand 
genetics from my gun, trust me i don't care 
Tricky: 
i don't need no man 
little boys 
Anthony kiedis: 
rappa rouser, bappa bouser 
shake it for me baby let me step into your trousers 
i allow this 
come on baby let me take to the houses 
i allow this 
this is now and you better bow this 
this is now and you better bow this 
this is now and you better bow this 
Anthony kiedis & tricky: 
staring through the sun tell your devil beware (jamaica's skirts and blouses) 
i am not the son of your family affair (he didn't rob his houses) 
baby breaks away and i've got my face in my hand (fuck the biological) 
genetics from my gun, trust me i don't care 
Tricky: 
i don't need no man 
little boys 
Tricky: 
i'm not a fire starter 
cause i'm a little smarter 
smarter than the average bear 
i don't care family's there 
Anthony kiedis: 
rock-a-dub now let me show you where it's at boy 
just a puppet and you grew into a fat boy 
make a dog and you chase another cat boy 
blow it up and let me show you where it's at boy 
Anthony kiedis & tricky: 
staring through the sun tell your devil beware (jamaica's skirts and blouses) 
i am not the son of your family affair (he didn't rob his houses) 
baby breaks away and i've got my face in my hand (fuck the biological) 
genetics from my gun, trust me i don't care 
i don't care 
(repeated)

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