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Six 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 Prolly thought at bitch, Would be down and out Till he seen my riding round in that chromed out Benz South Beach nigga you ain't bout that life You cross that bridge they taking all the ice You don't want no problems with them boys from the bottom Strip your ass butt naked and hit the turn pike You's a fuck boy, fuck boy My bitch been said it That's why I should've let your best friend get it We went on trips you bought Chanel But money ain't shit when you soft as hell Cause you's a fuck boy, fuck boy My momma even said it Got a new nigga I ain't even gotta sweat it You still gon talk and that's a got damn shame But a hoe gon be a hoe and a lame gon 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 voicemail crying Running round town with your bum ass hoe But I'm the blueprint that's why you at my door She my number one fan that's what makes it sweet Bitch'll do anything for a fucking retweet 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 your ass butt naked and hit the turn pike You's a. fuck boy, fuck boy My bitch been said it That's why I shoulda let your best friend get it We went on trips you bought Chanel But money ain't shit when you soft as hell Cause you's a fuck boy, fuck boy My momma even said it Got a new nigga I ain't even gotta sweat it You still gon talk and that's a got damn shame But a hoe gon be a hoe and a lame gon 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 your ass butt naked and hit the turn pike You's a fuck boy, fuck boy My bitch been said it That's why I shoulda let your best friend get it We went on trips you bought Chanel But money ain't shit when you soft as hell Cause you's a fuck boy, fuck boy My momma even said it Got a new nigga I ain't even gotta sweat it You still gon talk and that's a got damn shame But a hoe gon be a hoe and a lame gon be a lame FUck boy
Writer(s): O'shea Jackson, Rico Love, Eric Goudy, Earl Hood Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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