F.U.C

Heartbreaks and promises, I've had more than my share
And I've been losin', I've been losin'
I'm tired of giving my love and getting nowhere, nowhere
Ha, I'm tryna get to you
What I need is somebody who really cares, who really cares
I really need a lover, a lover who wants to be there
Ha, uh

Shorty my type
Ha, uh
Shorty my type
Uh, shorty my type
Shorty my type
Shorty my type
Oh, are you my type?
Ayy, are you my type?
Ayy, are you my type?
Ayy, ayy, ayy

Can I F-U-C-K?
Can I fuck little bitch? Ayy
Can, can, can I fuck?
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck?
Can I fuck?
I wanna, wanna fuck

You my type now, ayy
F-U-C-K
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck
Yeah, I fuck
I wanna, wanna fuck
F-U-C-K
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck

I say, "Shorty, it's a good night"
We both playin' games, man, let's get it turn right
Man, fuck it man, it's only one night (uh-huh)
We gettin' turn, right? (Uh-huh)
We finna fuck, right?
But when I see you, but when I see you, ha
But when I see you, but when I see you, ayy

You better T-W-E-R-K
Ayy, twerk that shit, ayy
Twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk
Twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk
T-werk
Twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk

Twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk
Twerk, don't stop
Don't stop, don't stop
Twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk
Pew, pew, pew, pew, pew, pew



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Writer(s): Sharodrick Criss, Derrin Watkins
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