6 in the morning nigga at my door
I'm tryna figure out what he out there for
Last time I seen him he was talking shit
Found out his new girl can't suck no dick
Hit the intercom I ain't let him in
Pussy nigga lucky I ain't fuck his friends
Probably thought a bitch would be down and out
Till he seen me ridin round in that chromed out benz
South beach, nigga you ain't bout that life
You cross that bridge they taking all that ice
You don't want no problems with the boys from the bottom
Strip ya ass butt naked and hit the turn pike
You's a fuck boy fuck boy
My bitch been said it
Thats why I should a let your best friend get it
We went on trips, you bought Chanel
But money aint shit when you soft as hell
You's a fuck boy, fuck boy
My momma even said it
Gotta new nigga I ain't even gotta sweat it
You still gone talk and thats a goddamn shame
But a hoe gone be a hoe and a lame gone be a lame
Fuck Boy
You never heard me asking niggas for shit
You be on the 'gram asking niggas for pics
Can't believe I let you waste all my time
Now this fuck boy on my voice mail cryin
Runnin round town with your bum ass hoe
But I'm the blueprint thats why you at my door
She's my #1 fan thats what makes it sweet
Bitch will do anything for a fucking re tweet
South beach, nigga you ain't bout that life
You cross that bridge they taking all that ice
You don't want no problems with the boys from the bottom
Strip ya ass butt naked and hit the turn pike
You's a fuck boy, fuck boy
My bitch been said it
Thats why I should a let your best friend get it
We went on trips, you bought Chanel
But money aint shit when you soft as hell
You's a fuck boy, fuck boy
My momma even said it
Gotta new nigga I ain't even gotta sweat it
You still gone talk and thats a goddamn shame
But a hoe gone be a hoe and a lame gone be a lame
Fuck Boy
South beach nigga you ain't bout that life
You cross that bridge they taking all that ice
You don't want no problems with the boys from the bottom
Strip ya ass butt naked and hit the turn pike
You's a fuck boy, fuck boy
My bitch been said it
Thats why I should a let your best friend get it
We went on trips, you bought Chanel
But money aint shit when you soft as hell
You's a fuck boy, fuck boy
My momma even said it
Gotta new nigga I ain't even gotta sweat it
You still gon talk and thats a goddamn shame
But a hoe gone be a hoe and a lame gone be a lame
Fuck Boy
Writer(s): Composer Author Unknown, Richard Preston Butler, Earl Hood, Eric Donnell Goudy
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