Blah Blah Blah

(Boots & Boys)
I think it's time that I mention
I've got myself an obsession
for the smell,for the touch
I know I got myself a habit
but I've got to have it now
I dont care,work it out
(let me break it down)

I try it on,I take it off
So what wewe got?
Something about

Chorus:
Boots and Boys (boots and boys)
They bring me so much joy (bring me joy)
I gotta say it I wear em both so pretty as I walk in the city
Watch out! Boots and Boys
(give me boots and boys)

I'm keeping quite the collection
Take nothing less than perfection
Cowboy boots,Cowboy boys
Mmhmm oh the joy

My men drop beats like a bomb
Excuse me,now huh?...

I think wewe got the best of me
You're sleepin' with the enemy
You left me all alone, alone, alone, alone
The beat drops, I'm so low
My moyo stops, I already know
You left me all alone, alone, alone, alone

I'm sick and tired of the mess wewe made me
Never gonna catch me cry
Oh whoa whoa
You must be blind if wewe can't see
You'll miss me till the siku wewe die
Oh whoa whoa
Without me, you're nothing
Oh whoa whoa
You must be blind if wewe can't see
You'll miss me till the siku wewe die
Oh whoa whoa

I've let go, finally over you
This drama that wewe put me through
I'm better all alone, alone, alone, alone
The beat drops,...

Listen to yourself you're a hot mess
St-t-tutter through your words breaking a sweat
What's it gonna take to confess
We both know

Yeah I was outta town last weekend
You were feeling like a pimp around your lame friends
Now your little party's gonna end
So here we go

Woah, wewe got a secret
Woah, wewe couldn't keep it
Woah, somebody leaked it
And now some shit's about to go down

I never thought that wewe would be the one
Acting like a slut when I was gone
Maybe wewe shouldn't, oh-oh
Kiss and tell

You really should have kept it in your pants
I'm hearing dirty stories from your friends
Maybe wewe shouldn't, oh-oh
Kiss...

Wake up in the morning felling like pdiddy
grab my glasses im out the door im gonna hit this city
before i leave brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack
'cause when i leave for the nigh I ain't comin' back

I'm talkin' pedicure on my toes(toes)
tryin' on all my clothes(clothes)
boys blown' up our phones(phones)
drop topping, playing our inayopendelewa cds
going up to the parties
tryin' to get a bit TIPSY

Don't stop making pop dj blow my speakers up tonight
ima fight til we see the sun light tick tock on the clock but the party dont stop -no
oh woah wo oh oh woah wo oh (xs2)

don't got a care in the world but got plenty...

Backstabber (repeat 3x)

Bored, stoned, sitting in your basement
All alone, cause your little conversations
got around, now look at what we all found out
(look at what we, look at what we all found out)

You have got a set of loose lips, twisting stories
All because you're jealous
Now I know exactly what you're all about,
And this is what you're all about..

Girl, your such a backstabber,
Oh girl, you're such a shit talker
And everybody knows it (everybody knows it)

Girl, your such a backstabber,
Run your mouth zaidi than everyone I've ever known
And everybody knows it (everybody knows it)

(Talk Talk Talk...

(Just can't wait)
Oh boy I just can wait for history class
It's my inayopendelewa saa of the day
(My inayopendelewa saa of the day)
Up on the chalkboard I just upendo your punda (Mmm)
When wewe write notes, that shake, shake, shake
(Shake, shake, shake, shake)

So when wewe get back my pop chemsha bongo (pop quiz)
What will wewe think when wewe read this?

Mr. Watson I Want To Get With You
I Won't Tell A Soul What We're Gonna Do
Want To Get My Hands In Your khaki Pants
Teacher, Teacher, what cha' gonna do?
(Teacher what cha' gonna do?)
'Cause I am coming on to you

Ha ha ha ha ha

Can't put my finger on what's so sexy (So sexy)
And why I...

Coming out your mouth with your blah, blah, blah
Zip your lips like a padlock and meet me at the back
With the jack and the jukebox

I don't really care where wewe live at
Just turn around, boy, let me hit that
Don't be a little bitch, kahaba with your chit chat
Just onyesha me where your dick's at

Music starts, listen hot stuff
I'm in upendo with this song
So just hush, baby, shut up
Heard enough

Stop, talk, talk, talking that blah, blah, blah
Think you'll be getting this nah, nah, nah
Not in the back of my car, ah, ah
If wewe keep talking that blah, blah, blah, blah, blah

Boy, come on give me rock stuff
Come put a little...

party time
go on go on
come on come on

party time everyday
kill the lights celebrate
locked and loaded loaded
loaded on life

dj killing it
losing it like we care
locked and loaded loaded
loaded on life

we want to watch the sun come up
not one to taste to touch your magic tongue
lalala

lost weekend weekend
lalala
lost weekend weekend
lets get twisted with our friends
lalala
lost weekend weekend
lalala

glitter and making out
bubble gum in my mouch
locked and loaded
loaded on love
out of mind in the end
we're wanyama in the the ends
cuz we're loaded loaded loaded on love

we want to watch the sun come up
not one to taste to...