S4s
Like' oh my god baby
I like freakin' love you
I love you too Claudia
Who the fuck is Claudia?
Ohhh
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
She said "you're a fuck boy"
I said "you might be right"
Some girl done' broke my heart
When I was young so now I'm like
Tell me where the freaky ones
And ditch girls that's uptight (skirt skirt)
Yeah I been on my bs lately
Girl you are on sight (check it out)
I'm like fuck that shit
When are you coming over?
I gotta' bag full of weed
Even tho' I'm not a smoker
But I know you like to smoke
And I'm just tryna' throat her
(Ooo-whoa)
(Ooo-whoa)
And she texted me like
"Make sure you bring the henny'"
I'm like what's this freaky ass mood
You tryna' send me?
I'm like what's this bomb ass pussy
You tryna' give me?
(Ooo-whoa)
(Ooo-whoa)
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
(Shoutout to the fuck boys)
Oh Oh
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
(Shout to the fuck girls)
Yeah that girl was beautiful
But she don't mean a thing to me
I been on my Death Cab shit
So it don't mean a thing to me
Yeah you know my music lit
So girl won't you come sing for me
Relationships and all that shit
It just sounds so insane to me
I'm like fuck that shit
When you gone let me eat it?
Put my hand on your neck
Cause' that's how I like to treat it
When it comes to bad joints
Yo' I'm feeling undefeated
(Ooo-whoa)
(Ooo-whoa)
And she texted me like
"Bout to squirt up on dem' sheets"
I'm like who's this freaky ass girl you tryna' be?
I'm like what's this freaky ass mood I'm tryna' see?
(Ooo-whoa)
(Ooo-whoa)
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
(Shoutout to the fuck boys)
Oh Oh
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
(Shout to the fuck girls)
Look, look
Know what I'm talking about
We gone- we gone slow it down real quick
Know what I'm saying?
Yea know what I'm saying, saying
Look, look
Then we gone speed it up real quick
Know what I'm saying?
Look we gone do it like this n shit'
Hold up
Get it, get it, get it, get it, get it
Get it, get it, get it, get it, get it
Get it, get it, get it, get it, get it
Get it, get it, get it, hey
Get it, get it, get it, get it, get it
Get it, get it, get it, get it, get it
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Leave that model up on read
Do the fuck boy dance
Leave that model up on read
Do the fuck boy dance
Leave that model up on read
Do the fuck boy dance
Get it, get it, hey
Get it, get it, hey
Spend all that boy bread
Do the fuck girl dance
Hey, spend that boy bread
Do the fuck girl dance
Hey, spend that boy bread
Do the fuck girl dance
Get it, get it, hey
Get it, get it
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
(Shoutout to the fuck boys)
Oh Oh
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
(Shout to the fuck girls)
Yeah that girl was beautiful
But she don't mean a thing to me
Yeah that girl was beautiful
But she don't mean a thing to me
Yeah that girl was beautiful
But she don't mean a thing to me
Yeah that girl was beautiful
But she don't mean a thing to me
(Shoutout to the fuck boys)
(Shoutout to the fuck girls)
I like freakin' love you
I love you too Claudia
Who the fuck is Claudia?
Ohhh
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
She said "you're a fuck boy"
I said "you might be right"
Some girl done' broke my heart
When I was young so now I'm like
Tell me where the freaky ones
And ditch girls that's uptight (skirt skirt)
Yeah I been on my bs lately
Girl you are on sight (check it out)
I'm like fuck that shit
When are you coming over?
I gotta' bag full of weed
Even tho' I'm not a smoker
But I know you like to smoke
And I'm just tryna' throat her
(Ooo-whoa)
(Ooo-whoa)
And she texted me like
"Make sure you bring the henny'"
I'm like what's this freaky ass mood
You tryna' send me?
I'm like what's this bomb ass pussy
You tryna' give me?
(Ooo-whoa)
(Ooo-whoa)
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
(Shoutout to the fuck boys)
Oh Oh
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
(Shout to the fuck girls)
Yeah that girl was beautiful
But she don't mean a thing to me
I been on my Death Cab shit
So it don't mean a thing to me
Yeah you know my music lit
So girl won't you come sing for me
Relationships and all that shit
It just sounds so insane to me
I'm like fuck that shit
When you gone let me eat it?
Put my hand on your neck
Cause' that's how I like to treat it
When it comes to bad joints
Yo' I'm feeling undefeated
(Ooo-whoa)
(Ooo-whoa)
And she texted me like
"Bout to squirt up on dem' sheets"
I'm like who's this freaky ass girl you tryna' be?
I'm like what's this freaky ass mood I'm tryna' see?
(Ooo-whoa)
(Ooo-whoa)
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
(Shoutout to the fuck boys)
Oh Oh
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
(Shout to the fuck girls)
Look, look
Know what I'm talking about
We gone- we gone slow it down real quick
Know what I'm saying?
Yea know what I'm saying, saying
Look, look
Then we gone speed it up real quick
Know what I'm saying?
Look we gone do it like this n shit'
Hold up
Get it, get it, get it, get it, get it
Get it, get it, get it, get it, get it
Get it, get it, get it, get it, get it
Get it, get it, get it, hey
Get it, get it, get it, get it, get it
Get it, get it, get it, get it, get it
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Leave that model up on read
Do the fuck boy dance
Leave that model up on read
Do the fuck boy dance
Leave that model up on read
Do the fuck boy dance
Get it, get it, hey
Get it, get it, hey
Spend all that boy bread
Do the fuck girl dance
Hey, spend that boy bread
Do the fuck girl dance
Hey, spend that boy bread
Do the fuck girl dance
Get it, get it, hey
Get it, get it
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
(Shoutout to the fuck boys)
Oh Oh
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
Ooo-whoa
Oh Oh
(Shout to the fuck girls)
Yeah that girl was beautiful
But she don't mean a thing to me
Yeah that girl was beautiful
But she don't mean a thing to me
Yeah that girl was beautiful
But she don't mean a thing to me
Yeah that girl was beautiful
But she don't mean a thing to me
(Shoutout to the fuck boys)
(Shoutout to the fuck girls)
Credits
Writer(s): Darrean Johnson, Rybchinskiy Sergey Igorevich
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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