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Agnes Monica

Fuckin' Boyfriend

 

Fuckin' Boyfriend


Would you ever be my
Would you be my fucking boyfriend?
Would you ever be my
Would you be my fucking boyfriend?
Would you ever be my
Would you be my fucking boyfriend?
Fucking, fucking, fucking, fucking, fucking

How come every time you take me out you never take no photos?
I been being patient, but it's like you're moving slo-mo
You say I'm your favorite, but you keep me on the low though
Find a loner, I'm the loner

I ain't tryna rush ya, I'm just tryna make it clearer
That whenever you're ready, baby, I'ma be right here
I understand that right now you on your solo
I wanna know now, I just gotta know
Found out all the money, all the cars
Living life like a superstar
It don't mean a thing without you here
I wanna know, wanna know
What's downing with ya?

Would you ever be my
Would you be my fucking boyfriend?
Would you ever be my
Would you be my fucking boyfriend?
Would you ever be my
Would you be my fucking boyfriend?
Fucking, fucking, fucking, fucking, fucking boyfriend

Be my fucking boyfriend
Be my, be my, be my fucking boyfriend
Be my fucking boyfriend
Be my, be my, be my, be my, be my fucking boyfriend

Drim, Drimmer, you've got keys to my Beamer
I can't lie, boy, I need you on my team
But man, don't worry if they come on me
I got my fucking, fucking, fucking, fucking, fucking

I ain't tryna rush ya, I'm just tryna make it clearer
That whenever you're ready, baby, I'ma be right here
I understand that right now you on your solo
I wanna know now, I just gotta know
Found out all the money, all the cars (All the cars)
Living life like a superstar (Living life)
It don't mean a thing without you here (Superstar)
I wanna know, wanna know
What's downing with ya?

Would you ever be my
Would you be my fucking boyfriend? (Baby, tell me, would you?)
Would you ever be my
Would you be my fucking boyfriend? (Ooh, tell me, would you?)
Would you ever be my
Would you be my fucking boyfriend? (Yeah, yeah, tell me, would you?)
Fucking, fucking, fucking, fucking, fucking boyfriend

Be my fucking boyfriend
Be my fucking boyfriend
Be my fucking boyfriend
Be my fucking boyfriend, yeah
Fucking, fucking, fucking, fucking, fucking boyfriend

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