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    Tricky / Lyrics

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    "Girls" Lyrics

    Tricky feat. John Frusciante

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    Genre:Trip-Hop
    Duration:00:04:22
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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

    John Frusciante:
    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)
    This song was last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Adrian Nicholas Matthew Thaws, Anthony Kiedis.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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