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Girls, boys
Girls, boysGirls 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 kickin', I'm gonna stick himRock a dub now let me show you where it's at, boy
Just a puppet and then you grew into a fat boy
Make a dog and then you chase another cat, boy
Blow it up and let me show you where it's at, boyGirls 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, I've never seen my dad boy, without the Roy
And if my career stops kickin', I'm gonna stick himStarin' 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 careI don't need no man
Little boysRappa rouser, bappa bouser
Shake it for me, baby, let me step into your trousers
I allow this
Come on baby let me take you 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 thisStaring 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 careI don't need no manI'm not a fire starter
'Cause I'm a little smarter
I'm not a fire starter
'Cause I'm a little smarter
Smarter than the average bear
You always say that you care
I don't care, family's thereRock a dub now let me show you where it's at, boy
Just a puppet and then you grew into a fat boy
Make a dog and then you chase another cat, boy
Blow it up and let me show you where it's at boyStaring 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 need no man, I don't careJamaica's skirts and blouses
I don't care
He didn't rob his houses
I don't care
I'm not a fire starter
I don't care
'Cause I'm a little smarterStaring through the sun tell your devil beware
(I said, I don't care, I said, I don't care)
I am not the son of your family affair
(I said, I don't care)
Baby break away and I've got my face in my hand
(Stop the care)
Genetics from my gun, trust me I don't care
(I said, I don't care)I don't care
Say, I don't care
Care, I don't care
I don't care

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Adrian Thaws (born 27 January 1968), better known as Tricky, is a rapper and musician from Knowle West, Bristol, England who is important in the trip-hop scene (despite loathing the tag) and remains influential on the british scene more generally. He is noted for an asthmatic whispering lyrical style that is half-rapped, half-sung. As a producer and a musician he is known for having an aversion to perfection preferring to build up a dark, rich and layered sound. Culturally, Tricky bridges white and black Britain particularly in his fusion of rock and hip-hop, high art and pop culture.

Read more about Tricky on Last.fm.


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