Intro:
 If you down to watch my back
 You could be my boo
 And if you're heart don't break
 Then you could be my boo
 Yo, if you love to wear black
 You could be my boo
 Even if you on section 8
 You still could be my boo
 Yeah, you don't have to have your own place
 You could be my boo
 You could be straight from the street
 You could be my boo
 Ghetto down with a cute face
 You could be my boo
 If you boppin to this beat
 Then you could be my boo
 Verse One:
 You be knockin skins out the box
 And when it comes to street smarts
 You slyer than a fuckin fox
 You understand my game
 With me and you its all the same
 I call you by your nickname
 You never sweat me when i'm out with my crew
 Instead you stay up late
 Waiting for me with a ice cold brew
 You all frisky in some shorts lookin sexy
 Chokin on a blunt, sippin hene-rock and pepsi
 The way you bops your head, you arouse me
 And when you rocks the bed, you never lousy
 And when we ridin, you be watchin my back
 You know all the DT cars from Silver Bullet to the Pontiac
 Sunbird, and in one word
 I ain't worried bout you settin me up
 That shit is unheard
 You caught a case on the strength of me
 And didn't get brand new
 You stayed true, you could be my boo
 Chorus:
 I like the way you walk
 The way you make me feel
 And the way you talk
 Those things, they turn me on
 You're leanin in your Lex
 And you on the phone
 The way you care for me
 I always got your back and you know its true
 Nothin for you baby, that I won't do
 You could be my boo
 Verse Two:
 And that gear you be sportin, it don't be overclassy
 Tennis skirts and boots, and you be lookin sassy
 And when you doze on the one piece dress
 You lookin like something that God did bless
 And when I tell you (hurry the fuck up!)
 My time you never take up
 Naturally cute, so you never wear makeup
 Bout 125, 130
 And down to hold my shit, whenever i'm dirty
 Saw me ???? you got back
 Second time you didn't snitch
 You never riff, when I call you a bitch
 Cause you know it's just a figure of speech
 Some ghetto terminology you learn on the streets
 It's cool when the day goes by, I didn't peep ya
 You said 8-double-0 spells Boo in my beeper
 I'm-a keep you on my team, knowyamean
 No matter what we go do, you could be my boo
 Chorus
 Verse Three:
 You ain't never been shy
 You always stay fly
 Never lie
 You get that money from that other guy
 You be knowin about sports
 You up on all the slang
 When you hang wit your gang
 And the whole sh-bang
 You kick game, you ain't perfect
 But you real
 You cook my favorite meal
 And got my name on your fingernail
 When you around my niggas
 Everything be like, What up?
 You know when to talk
 And you know when to shut up
 You ain't scared of guns, and you know how to use it
 You love Rap City, and you love rap music
 And when we fight, you go for yours
 You don't be duckin
 You so wild, you smoke a blunt while we fuckin
 You hate the cops with a passion
 You like one of my niggas
 But in the female fashion
 Ever since I met cha
 I knew I had to get cha
 Never nothing new since your debut
 You could be my boo
 Outro:
 If you down wit my crew
 You could be my boo
 You look rough and sexy
 Then you could be my boo
 Word, if you never act brand new
 You could be my boo
 You sip henne-rock and pepsi
 You still could be my boo
 Yo, if you like to smoke mad blunts
 You could be my boo
 And you ain't gotta be rich
 You could be my boo
 You love to cuss and use a bad word
 You could be my boo
 Even if you act like a bitch
 Then you could be my boo