I Like Boys - Sissy PMV

Yeah, baby.

Yeah, baby.

I like when they grind real slow.

I like when they almost make it.

Tell dad I'm so homo.

Life outdoors, just tall, dark, clean, plastic.

What up, bubble butt?

Yo, mama, I like boys.

I like pecs, like them arms when they flex,

like that print in them sweats.

Tell them girls, thank you, next.

I like when they text me sexy pics.

I like them abs when they're sexy.

Tell them girls, I'm sorry.

I like boys.

Mama, boys like me.

I like boys who like boys.

Mama?

I like boys who like boys.

Work.

I like boys who like boys.

Mama?

I like boys, and boys like me.

Yeah, boys like me.

They do, boys like me.

Boys like-- motherfucker, boys like me.

Bitch, I like they name Harry, chocolate like Tyrese.

I pick them up at Berry's, Crunch Planet, Finesse.

Shirt off in Milan, sizzling like grease.

By day, his name got gone.

By night, I'm calling B.

Bitch, B to the O to the Y to the S.

Boys will be boys, and with boys, I'm obsessed.

Boys in the gym, girls boys in a dress.

And if boys are a crime, then I'm under arrest.

'Cause I've been boy crazy since the Boy Scouts.

Fuck a closet, let the boys out.

Don't be a camel when you are a llama, period.

No karma, bring on all the drama.

I like boys.

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