Fuckboy
You say we're friends and then we make out again
Wake up in my bed
All the right questions come off so sensitive
Then we get undressed
I know all the tricks up your sleeve
Know all your moves in the sheets ain't nothing I haven't seen
You ain't here for talking, you ain't here for love
And I know anybody's hands would do
You ain't here to listen, you don't want that real shit
But it's cool 'cause I'm a fuckboy too
A fuckboy boy too, too
Just like you, a fuckboy too
You got somebody in case I'm not around
I've got a couple, yeah, I've got a couple
Our conversations always, "Hey, are you down?"
It ain't so subtle, don't really care though
I know all the tricks up your sleeve
Know all your moves in the sheets ain't nothing I haven't seen
You ain't here for talking, you ain't here for love
And I know anybody's hands would do
You ain't here to listen, you don't want that real shit
But it's cool 'cause I'm a fuckboy too
A fuckboy boy too, too
Just like you, a fuckboy too
It takes one to know one
And nobody knows them the way that I know 'em
It takes one to know one
And nobody knows them the way that I do
You ain't here for talking (I know it), you ain't here for love
And I know anybody's hands would do (would do)
You ain't here to listen (no), you don't want that real shit (no)
But it's cool 'cause I'm a fuckboy too
A fuckboy boy too, too
Just like you, a fuckboy too
Wake up in my bed
All the right questions come off so sensitive
Then we get undressed
I know all the tricks up your sleeve
Know all your moves in the sheets ain't nothing I haven't seen
You ain't here for talking, you ain't here for love
And I know anybody's hands would do
You ain't here to listen, you don't want that real shit
But it's cool 'cause I'm a fuckboy too
A fuckboy boy too, too
Just like you, a fuckboy too
You got somebody in case I'm not around
I've got a couple, yeah, I've got a couple
Our conversations always, "Hey, are you down?"
It ain't so subtle, don't really care though
I know all the tricks up your sleeve
Know all your moves in the sheets ain't nothing I haven't seen
You ain't here for talking, you ain't here for love
And I know anybody's hands would do
You ain't here to listen, you don't want that real shit
But it's cool 'cause I'm a fuckboy too
A fuckboy boy too, too
Just like you, a fuckboy too
It takes one to know one
And nobody knows them the way that I know 'em
It takes one to know one
And nobody knows them the way that I do
You ain't here for talking (I know it), you ain't here for love
And I know anybody's hands would do (would do)
You ain't here to listen (no), you don't want that real shit (no)
But it's cool 'cause I'm a fuckboy too
A fuckboy boy too, too
Just like you, a fuckboy too
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Writer(s): Sabrina Teitelbaum, Michelle Buzz
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