Lyrics:
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Don't trust that woman
Don't trust that woman boys
Because she'll burn you
Turn you into little toys
Don't trust that woman
Don't trust that woman
more than a one way reflection
Stop, (stop), using sex as a weapon
You play with desire like it was a toy (toy)
How much affection can you destroy?
more than a one way reflection
Stop, (stop), using sex as a weapon
You play with desire like it was a toy (toy)
How much affection can you destroy?
watch out, you better not cry
Better not pout, I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is comin' to town
With little tin horns and little toy drums
Rooty
that Santa's on his way
He's loaded lots of toys and goodies on his sleigh
And every mother's child is gonna spy
To see if reindeer really know how
warm the winter night
That's all, that's all
There are those, I am sure, who have told you
They would give you the world for a toy
All I have are
a for a fool
I know you couldn't show me
Any better tool
Oy oy oy
I like my toy
Claro que si
Is yes for sure
Oy oy oy
I like my toy
A knack
watch out, you better not cry
Better not pout, I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is comin' to town
With little tin horns and little toy drums
Rooty
watch out, you better not cry
Better not pout, I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is comin' to town
With little tin horns and little toy drums
Rooty
Hey, baby, love is coming at you
So you better be prepared
Hey, yeah, hey, yeah, hey
Newfound love is like a brand new toy
It fills you up, you
feel you deep inside
But nobody knew, nobody saw
Do you remember the way you cried
I'm your toy, I'm your old boy
But I don't want no one but you
Tough boys
Running the streets
Come a little closer
Rough toys
Under the sheets
Nobody knows her
Rough boys
Don't walk away
I very nearly
If you want something to play with
Go and find yourself a toy
Baby my time is too expensive
And I'm not a little boy
If you are serious
to de rescue mission!
Christmas don't make it no more!
Don'tcha know that murder an' destruction
Scream de toys in every store! (I think this is sold
watch out, you better not cry
Better not pout, I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is comin' to town
With little tin horns and little toy drums
Rooty
milk, and pampers trying ta do my part
And he's my son, I gots ta try to make him hard
I buy him clothes, and jewelry not the Tonka toys
Because
baby
You're not like those other boys
Who play with hearts like they were toys
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh"
Well, you might have had a last-minute fling
a real man
I said a real man
I need a real man
Ain't messing with no toy
I don't need no baby boy
Don't need to send me no flowers babe
Sending
watch out, you better not cry
Better not pout, I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is comin' to town
With little tin horns and little toy drums
Rooty
watch out, you better not cry
Better not pout, I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is comin' to town
With little tin horns and little toy drums
Rooty
Christmas shopping was thumblin' through the new catalog
Lookin' and a wishin' and a wantin' everything we saw
Little toy trains and little toy boats
firstborn
Went from buying the finer toys with your boys
To buying toys for your boy
It's crazy how fast he's growing for sure
Grandpops he told me 'bout
on a mission, I got a job to complete
They take one of mine, I put six of theirs into sleep
So I live by the gat and that's my toy
And out on the streets, I'm
a habit and played like a toy
Never defeated not conceited, but let's face facts
Couldn't beat me with a motherfuckin' baseball bat
If I gave you a bomb
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