F**k Boy (feat. Cubbi)

FUCK BOY FUCK BOY

think that you’re so tough boy

wrapped around my finger think I’ll make you fall in love

You are a boy, I am a boy

God I’m a sucker for that gay shit

Spilling your beer’s got me annoyed

God I’m so tired of the same shit

I wanna dance

You wanna get in my pants

You wanna buy me a drink

You wanna take me home

But you’re just a boy, I’m just a boy

Avoid

 

You say you’re staying alone

I heard you live with a friend

You said you aint seen me ‘round

Boy why you tryna pretend

You think you’re getting with me

Boy I’m not easy to please

You gotta change up your game to get me out of my jeans!

You’re just a fuck boy, looking for a fuck boy

You’re outta luck, outta luck

You wanna get it with me

You think you’re tough

You could use a little love but I…

I’ve had enough, had enough

And it’s getting to me

Bet ill regret this all tomorrow

No way! No way! No!

When I wake up feeling hollow

That’s when my brain goes

You’re just a fuck boy, looking for a fuck boy

You wanna touch, wanna touch, outta touch boy

Ink on his arms, ring in his nose

And I forgot to mention

The way that he smiles

Got me confused

Thinking maybe I could fix him

He took me to dance

Just to get in my pants

Poured me a drink tryna get me home

Tequila on ice makes it harder to fight

Then I…

Then I…

Remember… (Fuck boy!)

You’re just a fuck boy, looking for a fuck boy

You’re outta luck, outta luck

You wanna get it with me

You think you’re tough

You could use a little love but I…

I’ve had enough, had enough

And it’s getting to me

Bet ill regret this all tomorrow

No way! No way! No!

When I wake up feeling hollow

That’s when my brain goes

You’re just a fuck boy, looking for a fuck boy

You wanna touch, wanna touch, outta touch boy

I had a couple of jacks, my head is starting to spin

So I call up a cab and tell him “baby, get in!”

Wave goodbye to my friends, and now were sharing a kiss

He’s got an eight inch… heart!

And he knows how to use it

I’m just a fuck boy, looking for a fuck boy

You’re in luck! You’re in luck!

You’re gonna get it with me

You think you’re tough

You could use a little love, but I…

I got enough, got enough!

Come and get it from me

Can we regret this all tomorrow?

No way! No way! No!

When we wake up feeling hollow

That’s when my brain goes

You’re just a fuck boy, looking for a fuck boy

Can’t believe that I fell for a fuck boy