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River x Tiger - local boy Lyrics



River x Tiger - local boy Lyrics




Mmm, this one's for you, G Swizzle Pop (daddy)
I'll drop it down for you still, no chill
Like aye, for real real
Six years later, you still thrill me (yeah)
Big nostalgia for a big tall blond, yeah
You're still with her 'cause she's all up on ya
But you chased me down
Then replaced with a basic white chick you found

Local boy
Heading home, you're my first choice
Flying down the I-05
Memories of simpler times
Local boy
Heading home, you're my first choice
Flying down the I-05
Memories of simpler times

And did you know I was a virgin? (Be gentle, baby)
Thoughts of you had my stomach lurchin'
Do I spit or swallow? (Swish)
Calling me your saucy little mama
I wanna finish this unfinished business
Like fitting his meaty cock (Uh)
'Til I can't walk
You played games with a cheeky little hapa
I said "pretty, pretty please papa"
After dark, Hilltop parker
You want a sweet Filipina no colada
Took that white girl to Coronado
And not me, why not me?
Shy Walby, shy Walby (Come back to me)

Local boy (You're my local boy)
Heading home, you're my first choice (You're my first)
Flying down the I-05
Memories of simpler times
Local boy
Heading home, you're my first choice
Flying down the I-05
Memories of simpler times

Fingering me in Angelika theatre
Mobbing San Diego in your beater
F*ck, your dad's outside the door (Shh)
Forget about it, make me moan some more
You quiet my moans with your kisses (I'll be quiet)
Dripping wet, "Son come out and do the dishes"
You pop my cherry (Oh God)
And hey, I'm still your huckleberry
Not wearing panties around your family
Damn, you're sugar
Give me all the cavities, please

Local boy
Heading home, you're my first choice
Flying down the I-05
Memories of simpler times
Local boy
Heading home, you're my first choice
Flying down the I-05
Memories of simpler times

Parked at the ocean after dark
Climbed in the backseat (Did you bring it?)
Talked 'til our voices were raspy (You're so stupid)
Watched the waves and moonlight play across your face
Saved you a place in my heart (I did, you know)
Feeling small in your arms
That plaid blanket kept us so warm
The windows steaming up
My tongue cleaning up your stomach
Young love, my heart was drumming
We drive back to yours
When I drive by my eyes still find
Your room on the second floor

Local boy (You're my local boy)
Heading home, you're my first choice (you're my first)
Flying down the I-05
Memories of simpler times
Local boy (You're my local boy)
Heading home, you're my first choice (You're my first, you're my first)
Flying down the I-05
Memories of simpler times

Never going to forget you baby
The memories never fade
This one's for you boys
You know who boys
Rival-school boys
Memories, memories
Fifteenth street

(Which exit are you taking?
El Camino Real)
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Mmm, this one's for you, G Swizzle Pop (daddy)
I'll drop it down for you still, no chill
Like aye, for real real
Six years later, you still thrill me (yeah)
Big nostalgia for a big tall blond, yeah
You're still with her 'cause she's all up on ya
But you chased me down
Then replaced with a basic white chick you found

Local boy
Heading home, you're my first choice
Flying down the I-05
Memories of simpler times
Local boy
Heading home, you're my first choice
Flying down the I-05
Memories of simpler times

And did you know I was a virgin? (Be gentle, baby)
Thoughts of you had my stomach lurchin'
Do I spit or swallow? (Swish)
Calling me your saucy little mama
I wanna finish this unfinished business
Like fitting his meaty cock (Uh)
'Til I can't walk
You played games with a cheeky little hapa
I said "pretty, pretty please papa"
After dark, Hilltop parker
You want a sweet Filipina no colada
Took that white girl to Coronado
And not me, why not me?
Shy Walby, shy Walby (Come back to me)

Local boy (You're my local boy)
Heading home, you're my first choice (You're my first)
Flying down the I-05
Memories of simpler times
Local boy
Heading home, you're my first choice
Flying down the I-05
Memories of simpler times

Fingering me in Angelika theatre
Mobbing San Diego in your beater
F*ck, your dad's outside the door (Shh)
Forget about it, make me moan some more
You quiet my moans with your kisses (I'll be quiet)
Dripping wet, "Son come out and do the dishes"
You pop my cherry (Oh God)
And hey, I'm still your huckleberry
Not wearing panties around your family
Damn, you're sugar
Give me all the cavities, please

Local boy
Heading home, you're my first choice
Flying down the I-05
Memories of simpler times
Local boy
Heading home, you're my first choice
Flying down the I-05
Memories of simpler times

Parked at the ocean after dark
Climbed in the backseat (Did you bring it?)
Talked 'til our voices were raspy (You're so stupid)
Watched the waves and moonlight play across your face
Saved you a place in my heart (I did, you know)
Feeling small in your arms
That plaid blanket kept us so warm
The windows steaming up
My tongue cleaning up your stomach
Young love, my heart was drumming
We drive back to yours
When I drive by my eyes still find
Your room on the second floor

Local boy (You're my local boy)
Heading home, you're my first choice (you're my first)
Flying down the I-05
Memories of simpler times
Local boy (You're my local boy)
Heading home, you're my first choice (You're my first, you're my first)
Flying down the I-05
Memories of simpler times

Never going to forget you baby
The memories never fade
This one's for you boys
You know who boys
Rival-school boys
Memories, memories
Fifteenth street

(Which exit are you taking?
El Camino Real)
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Writer: River Hiro, Tiger Hiro
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Performed By: River x Tiger
Language: English
Length: 5:02
Written by: River Hiro, Tiger Hiro

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