Inside Boy [explicit] Lyrics - Night Sports [explicit] - 3oh!3

Inside boy, yeah 

Inside boy, yeah 

She gets me woozy 

Chasing for that coochie 

Give her the Hitchcock when we're making a home movie 

Yeah, she my cutie 

Can put the blow in Hootie 

This shit is Disney 

I'm the beast and she's the booty 

Met her when she was a freshman 

My friends were like, you hitting? 

I was like, yes man 

But it was more than that 

Had me poppin' off the top, I lose my starter cap 

Blood was rushing down, and I don't mean a heart attack 

I mean all of that 

Reading Braille off her garter strap 

Oh I got it bad 

I can draw her body with a pen and pad 

She got me thrusting like a rocket off a [?] 

And there ain't nothing wrong with that 

That's that new new witch 

How we do it in the week 

Like a ru-rude bitch 

Steal that shit out your Gucci 

I'm do, do this 

Poppin' off like an Uzi 

And hit it, hit it, hit it, hit it 'til we get woozy 

(Okay) 

'Til we get woozy 

(Inside boy, yeah) 

'Til we get woozy 

(Inside boy, yeah) 

'Til we get woozy 

(Woo) 

Hit it, hit it, hit it, hit it 'til we get woozy 

(Inside boy, yeah) 

Coming off as kind of weirdo 

She said that she liked my beard though 

Imma get her to speak in binary 

By the end of the night 

Barring a fight of a possible blackout 

We could sneak out at the back door 

And kiss like Spiderman pulling his mask down 

Am I speaking too fast now? 

I see you poking that ass out 

Fold 'em or hold 'em 

Fuck it, I should just go and cash out 

But I got no doubt, no Stefani that you want me 

Gonna hold it out, 'til you blow like kamikaze 

Inside boy, yeah 

I [?] 

Inside boy, yeah 

You don't know me 

That's that new new witch 

How we do it in the week 

Like a ru-rude bitch 

Steal that shit out your Gucci 

I'm do, do this 

Poppin' off like an Uzi 

And hit it, hit it, hit it, hit it 'til we get woozy 

(Okay) 

'Til we get woozy 

(Inside boy, yeah) 

'Til we get woozy 

(Inside boy, yeah) 

'Til we get woozy 

(Woo) 

Hit it, hit it, hit it, hit it 'til we get woozy 

Inside boy, use my hands 

I voice here to make some noise 

Pissing on your boyfriend's Rolls Royce 

Like I had a choice 

Making sacrificial offerings to annoy the demon 

That's been bursting through my dreams like every night 

Like give me something to believe in 

All I'm fucking needing 

I've been drinking on the weekend 

Diving in the pool and waking in the deep end 

Raging while you're sleeping 

Call me Scottie Pippen, 'cause I've been steady pimping since I started breathing 

That's that new new witch 

How we do it in the week 

Like a ru-rude bitch 

Steal that shit out your Gucci 

I'm do, do this 

Poppin' off like an Uzi 

And hit it, hit it, hit it, hit it 'til we get woozy 

(Okay) 

'Til we get woozy 

(Inside boy, yeah) 

'Til we get woozy 

(Inside boy, yeah) 

'Til we get woozy 

(Woo) 

Hit it, hit it, hit it, hit it 'til we get woozy