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    Yeah, heh heh
    S-N-P, hmm, for you
    Brand New, uh, uh, uh, yeah

    Chorus:

    Boy toy, I love you so
    Temporary lover, never let you go
    I spend my money on you
    Boy toy, I love you so
    Never no stress, let's keep this flow
    I know you feel the same way, too

    Sandra "Pepa" Denton:

    Where you been all my life
    No diamonds on her fingers
    But I know you got a wifey, boo, word to life
    No proof, 'cause Pepa got plans for you
    Reservations for two on a flight to Honolulu
    No disrespect, for losin' sweats
    You take the keys to my Lex, and this here blank check
    So shop till you drop, thanks to hip-hop you tight
    Have you fly, F.B.I. wanna indict
    Bet you shit is right, got my daisies
    Goin' crazy, the 20 ways you laid me, uh
    Now come and bathe me, wanna get high
    Take this helicopter ride
    From the westside down to the eastside
    Pick a highrise, I'll buy, uh, you know why
    'cause you're all that, no commitments, no lies
    Never settle for less, I'm the best, no stress
    So rests, yes, my boy toy

    Chorus

    Cheryl "Salt" James:

    (Seeking) Black female (Word) seeking black male (Uh)
    With the nice tail, uh, not frail (That's right)
    I like 'em focused, 20-20
    A man that needs little but gives plenty
    I'm never vexed givin' up no sex
    Unless I wanna release stress
    And get this shit up off my chest
    Enjoy how you massage my mind, at times
    Feedin' me some knowledge instead of tryin' to out rhyme
    Not insecure, for sure, not bored
    Send you a first class ticket when I'm out on tour
    Show me a lot of love in the club
    You know your place, you give me my space, stay out my face
    A G worth a cristal, for you and your pals
    I love to see the other women yearn waitin' on their turn
    Money earnin', more money, cash, checks
    But you ain't never met a girl like this yet

    Salt: What's up, man
    You got that package I sent you
    Man: Yeah I got it
    Salt: Did you like it
    Man: What
    Salt: You know you earned it
    Man: Yeah
    Salt: Put the thing down right

    Chorus

    Deidra "Spinderella" Roper:

    Me and my girls chillin' at the mall, laughing and all
    Brother's kinda tall, you think he play ball
    Damn, you look live, hmmm, so fine
    I think I estimate about 4.5
    My pockets goes high, so we can ride
    I'll pick you up about nine-ish
    Take you to the finest, masseuse
    And we can get loose, sleigh la bouche styles
    Get wild, I'll bet I leave your ass with a smile
    Always a mouse, Spinderella, trick cheddar
    I like a good fella but I love a boy toy better

    Cheryl "Salt" James:

    Cheryl James, you know my name, I love the same
    I check for a player with a lot of game
    Not a little, not tryin' to get caught in the middle
    Uh, I like my toy part like a Tonka truck
    Hit the middle, uh, like Larry Zonka, what

    Chorus

    I'm not scared to tell you (Whoo)
    S-N-P, it's your boy toy
    All day, all night
    Nine-seven, like heaven, baby

    Boy toy, I love you so
    Never no stress, let's keep this flow
    I know you feel the same way, too

    I ain't gon' front

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