Tongue got my cat I ain't fakin' a moan Why you jabbin' the lady? Are you asking if she's home? Can't sound the buzzer, there's no time left Aren't Fuckboys the best? Make me wanna die but can't bring a little death Why you gotta be bitter? I'm omnivorous I chew bones and spit glitter I litter the ground with broken hearts So sweet when I queef it smells like Pop Tart Fuckboy You're a Fuckboy Supreme Like you gotta pay seventy cents extra for sour cream You're a Fuckboy, Fuckboy Fuckboy Supreme With your sad eyes And your overpriced jeans You're a Fuckboy You're a Fuckboy Supreme Bigger disappointment than vegan diet ice cream You’re a Fuckboy, Fuckboy Fuckboy Supreme You’re a pre-cum laude wet dream Wanna grind but can’t dance Turn around there’s a sweaty Fuckboy attached to my pants I chew you out You're tongue tied Can’t give head but expect a free ride Come in so many flavors, like Now Or Laters Can’t trade ‘em Good ZOB who can save ‘em Can’t last five seconds, but they keep coming A millennial plague, firstborn and their brothers Listen up ladies it’s a Fuckboy embargo Lysistrata’s sisters starve ‘em I’m Argo Listen up ladies and repeat after me Attention all Fuckboys: Leave the party Fuckboy You’re a Fuckboy Supreme Like you gotta pay seventy cents extra for sour cream You’re a Fuckboy, Fuckboy Fuckboy Supreme With your sad eyes and your overpriced jeans You’re a Fuckboy You’re a Fuckboy Supreme With your Natty Light, neon tank and sweat sheen You’re a Fuckboy, Fuckboy Fuckboy Supreme With your beard, prop guitar and ennui Sad boys, Art Bros Frat Stars, Friend zoned Heartless hoes with glass egos Same chromosome in different clothes Following everywhere we go 2 am texting my phone Are you up they wanna know Fuckboys go home Fuckboy You’re a Fuckboy Supreme Like you gotta pay 70 cents extra for sour cream You’re a Fuckboy, Fuckboy Fuckboy Supreme With your sad eyes and your overpriced jeans You’re a Fuckboy You’re a Fuckboy Supreme With your salmon pants, date rape, and eating clean You’re a Fuckboy, Fuckboy Fuckboy Supreme Belittle the bitches you bed but you cry when you cream
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