Texty:
Boys Of Summer The What It S All About

the pages of yours And I know the magic behind the trick But I?m still in awe when all the smoke clears Cuz I saw a map of the world That only cared about

and you are not by my side My band's not blowing up but I don't wanna give up (Give you up) I sing it loud, sing it proud, sing it 'till I can't count

use yo' mind What you know good (you know good) It's your world and I'm just in it (what?) It's just the way that God must have meant it Speak of the

on stage White t-shirts about to be sprayed with water Let her go boys And when that summer sun starts to beatin' down And you don't know what to do

your head beneath the blanket Flip it, spank it, gettin' buck naked 'Cause women in the 90s want more from a brother Than a part-time lover, who's

what's up It's T-Mo and Outkast in the back of my truck We gotta simple little problem that we got to solve It like it ain't about the money, we got

up, this is not what you think it is (America) America, pay attention (America) This is not what you think it is America (America, this is not what you think it

I would make it safe for the boys and girls There's so much I would do But I wouldn't change a thing about you All the love that you've been giving All

or the thugs does it! That Cleveland criminal hardcore shit, the girls love it! And it really don't matter if you cuss or bust, fuck it! Every nigga can