Boys
DJ Magic Mike/Techmaster P.E.B. Lyrics


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Just a little story
How could you do this to me
I'm sure you can remember me
I was just a little boy
Oooh mmmh
Can you understand my pain
I keep your secret
But it’s time to give you back what is yours
It’s just the bad part of our life
We can survive
Please don’t deny
I just want to heal your heart
Mmh close your eyes
Please say sorry just one time
Mmh come with me




Don’t cry
Just dance

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to DJ Magic Mike/Techmaster P.E.B.'s song "Boys" tells of a story of a hustler who has made it to his current standing as a big boss. The song is about masculinity, power, and success. The "real boy" in the lyrics suggests that the singer has authenticity and experience on the streets to be recognized in this manner. He flaunts his wealth through his teeth, his jewelry, and the exotics he purchases. He talks about his tactics to get ahead, like knocking the meat out of someone's pita, indicating his strength and aggressive nature. The lyrics also describe the struggles he has overcome, such as starting with nothing and hustling with choppers and Glocks.


The use of "wake, wake shit up" is repeated throughout the song and this phrase could suggest the need to keep alert. It is also a representation of the singer's dominance, commanding the listener to stay woke and not underestimate him. The singer expresses his authority in his community by mentioning the ability to crack the gates of Rita jail, emphasizing his status and power.


The song has a diverse, engaging set of lyrics with witty quips and remarkable rhymes that showcase the story-telling ability of the rapper. The use of the word "BIAATCH" could imply hostility and aggression, which could be interpreted as the need to defend oneself in the face of challenges. Overall, the song portrays the experiences of a successful, powerful person who has had to overcome struggles to get where he is today.


Line by Line Meaning

Ayy, yeah, wake, wake shit up, ayy
I'm hyping myself up and getting ready to make some noise.


On my mama, I can't make shit up, ayy
I'm a real boy and I don't lie or fabricate.


If I ain't a real boy, what you call it?
I am as real as they come, what else could I be?


I don't think you want no problems
If you mess with me, you'll have a lot of trouble.


You see it, you see it, you see it (woo)
I'm flashy and I know it, check me out.


VS's in my grill, you peeped it, you peeped it (woo)
I have some high-quality diamonds in my teeth, you noticed, right?


I'm a boy for real, I keep it, I keep it
I'm true to myself and I don't pretend to be anyone else.


On me stay heated, I'll knock the meat out yo' pita
Don't mess with me, I'm always ready to fight and will knock you out.


Crack them gates up in Rita, or should I say jail?
I've been to jail and have no problem with returning.


JPay, Corrlinks, and Music by Mail
I use different services to communicate and receive music while in jail.


I started with nothin', ended up with a lot
I came from humble beginnings and have achieved great success.


All my life I been hustlin' and clutchin' choppas and Glocks
I have always worked hard and had to defend myself.


Man, I get it to pop, whenever I'm on the block
I am very charismatic and can make things happen when I am around.


Never know who will score when you feed 'em the rock
You never know what someone is capable of achieving until you give them the opportunity.


Six in the mornin', dreads at my spot
It's early in the morning and I'm at home with my hair in dreadlocks.


Ball on the floor, team ready to drop
My basketball team is assembled and ready to compete.


Run with scotch, I roll one up
I enjoy drinking Scotch whiskey and smoking marijuana.


Enough in my blunt to levitate like monks
I have packed enough marijuana into my joint to have a strong effect.


Big boss status ain't made for runts
Only those who are strong and powerful can be true leaders.


Exotics online that'll wake shit up
I can find and purchase seductive cars online that will definitely turn heads.


I'm authentic
I am genuine and original.


Got a Bela and a heater when I'm off in it
I carry a beautiful woman and a gun with me at all times.


When I meet her I'ma need about a soft minute
When I meet a woman I'm interested in, I only need a few moments to charm her.


We could chop it over lunch, maybe talk spinach
We can have a casual conversation while eating, maybe discussing our money.


Got a product we can rock and we walk with it
I have a product (likely drugs) that we can sell and move around with ease.


Get a bag, run it up then we run it back
We make a lot of money and then reinvest it.


Get a pack to the yak, watch how they act
We get excited when we have drugs to sell and see how people respond to it.


It's a wrap when it's wrapped and it's all intact
Once we have our product (likely drugs) packaged securely, we know it's ready to sell.


Havin' at it, gettin' to it
We are in the process of making a lot of money (likely through illegal means).


I'm on this juice, same color as transmission fluid
I'm on a juice diet and the drink I'm having is the same color as transmission fluid (likely bright red).


Two units on my collarbone
I have two tattoos on my collarbone.


But the, screen cracked on my iPhone
Despite a few successes, I still have problems (like everyone else).


And uh, these niggas dealin' with their hormones
Some guys are acting emotionally unstable and need to calm down.


They actin' like bitches, they need some tampons
These guys are acting like women who are on their period and need to use tampons.


I'm havin' my riches, I'm sittin' on a few tickets
I am very wealthy and have made a lot of money (likely through illegal means).


And I'll lay a nigga out like a nap-kon, BIATCH!
If someone messes with me, I will knock them out cold.


Everything Gucci in another week
Things are going well for me and I expect it to continue next week.


Just put the stash in a seven-three
I've hidden my (likely illegal) stash in a 1973 car.


Me and little bruh, we don't even speak
I don't talk to my little brother anymore.


Block me on the 'gram, I ain't even peep
Someone has blocked me on Instagram, but I haven't even noticed.


All I ever had was a bunch of love
The most important thing to me has always been love.


Pop anybody tryin' to fuck with cuz
I will physically harm anyone who tries to mess with my family or close friends.


It is what it is, was what it was
Things are just the way they are and can't be changed.


Truth really is, we don't give a fuck
The real answer is that we don't care.


Rose gold Rucci rims on my Chevy, the paint wet (wet)
The rims on my car are rose gold and the paint job is fresh and new.


Bought a studio with my SoundExchange check
With the money I received from SoundExchange, I bought a recording studio.


I'm a movie ho, you can find me on the set (set)
I enjoy being on movie sets and frequently visit them.


Slappin' dominoes, shootin' dice, talkin' shit (biatch)
I'm having a good time playing games, talking trash, and saying 'biatch'.


Excruciating throb in the trunk of the mob
The bass in my music is incredibly strong and powerful.


Mama used to tell me to get me a job
My mother wanted me to have a more traditional and honest career.


I used to tell my mama "Don't you worry, sahob"
I reassured my mother that everything would be okay and that there was no need to worry.


One day my pockets gon' be as fat as the blob
One day I will be very wealthy and my pockets will be as swollen as the Blob's body.




Lyrics © DistroKid
Written by: Benjamin Kabongo

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