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Trina, Molly Brazy & Tokyo Jetz - The One - Fuck Boy (remix)
The One
01. Intro
02. Get Money
03. On His Face
04. New Thang
05. Situation
06. Ride Clean
07. BAPS
08. Feed Me Lies
09. For You
10. Fuck Boy (remix)
11. Photo
12. Can I Live
13. Water
14. If It Ain’t Me
15. Mama
6 In the mornin', nigga at my door
I'm tryna figure out what he out there for

Last time I seen him, he was talkin' 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
'Til he seen me ridin' round in that chromed out Benz
South Beach, nigga, you ain't 'bout that life
You crossed that bridge, they takin' all that ice
You don't want no problems with them boys from the bottom
Strip your ass butt naked and hit the turnpike

You's a fuckboy, fuckboy
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 fuckboy, fuckboy
My mama even said it
Got a new nigga, I ain't even gotta sweat it
You still gon' talk, and that's a goddamn shame
But a ho gon' be a ho, and a lame gon' be a lame
Fuckboy

Uh, you a fuckboy
You ain't tough, boy
Call the gang, let 'em slide, get you touched, boy
Tell my bitch to play the witness, that's a decoy
Silencer, big Glock, it make no noise
Back to back, 50 pointers, playin' freeze tag
Me and Trina coppin' new ice with each bag
Don't call my phone, pussy nigga, 'cause your head trash
And tell your bitch to suck a dick, I got her big mad

You's a fuckboy, fuckboy
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 fuckboy, fuckboy
My mama even said it
Got a new nigga, I ain't even gotta sweat it
You still gon' talk, and that's a goddamn shame
But a ho gon' be a ho, and a lame gon' be a lame
Fuckboy

Pussy nigga, you been trippin' for what?
On the 'Gram, peepin' shit, bitch, you been dissin' for what?
Keep it a hundred, I'm a different kind of bitch
Won't let you ever fuck again if you had another nigga dick
All that fakin', all that playin', speakin' on me, what you sayin'?
Give no fuck about your bitch, she
Can have them problems with your ass
Pillow talkin' like a ho, I thought you knew better
New nigga, we gon' do better
Ghetto Lauren London, he gon' get this new Lu' out

You's a fuckboy, fuckboy
My bitch been said it
Got a new nigga, I ain't even gotta sweat it
You still gon' talk, and that's a goddamn shame
But a ho gon' be a ho, and a lame gon' be a lame
Fuckboy