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One of the boyS

One of the boys by Jass Bianchi ft. zoe gelinas

 

[Verse 1]

 

I was dressed for the occasion

Church on Sunday

Everyone loves little Caitlin

Blonde hair & blue eyes

Though deep inside

I'd just rather try

Some suits and some ties

I mean I didn't really try it

But when it came to Easter

I was under tables hiding

Girls riding bikes with pink ribbons in it

Had a jeep with tints in it

Watching wrestling

Me and my brother

See we always use to mimick them

Trying to get pictures and

Lookin all innocent

Just give me a minute

Is all she would say

But I hated it

I'd run away from it

Go play game boy and shit

You take sheera umma play w heman

I rocked my sonics jersey

Andrew Keegan hanging on my wall

Then I played ball

With all the boys

They'd stuff my shots

I'd get all annoyed

But inside I

Feel like I was one of the boyz

 

[Chorus]

 

You can try to hide

But you can't erase the truth within your eyes

Why do you have to fit

Within the lies that they define

You try to tell me it's a choice

Then why do I feel like

I'm one of the boyz...

 

[Verse 2]

 

Then it was middle school

Many girls weren't nice to

Any girls who didn't like to swipe shoes on their mothers card

When we went to the mall

I remember getting in fights

Cause the price was too tall

I was shy

Depending on the guy

Ran out the movies

When this guy started feeling on my girls boobies

I still felt like I never really got over coodies

Till I wnt to the lrom and met my first love

Oooii he was so cute

We danced to feel it on your booty

Lasted 8 years

Before I felt like I could just taste tears

He said I never asked him for Gucci

And I wasn't girly enough

But, I mean truly

How was I supposed to be

When ever since I was born

I felt so deceived

Like I don't even know me

Like I wasn't a girl

You see my toys?

Cause inside

I felt like I was one of the boyz

 

[Chorus]

 

You can try to hide

But you can't erase the truth within your eyes

Why do you have to fit

Within the lies that they define

You try to tell me it's a choice

Then why do I feel like

I'm one of the boyz...

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