Fuckbuddy

[Verse 1] There's this boy you know There's this boy you wanna kiss so bad That every time you see him, you split in triple parts Pussy, head, heart You hid the Bible beneath your pretty sundress To cushion the blow [Chorus] But I got bad news for you, sister I'm fucking him, I'm fucking him I'm fucking him, I'm fucking him I'm fucking him, I'm fucking him I'm fucking him, I'm fucking him [Verse 2] There's this girl you want to blast so bad Because you smelled her ghost and you lost control Well, fuck you, Haley Joel [Chorus] I'm fucking her, I'm fucking her I'm fucking her [Verse 3] They all line up to kiss your hand Like Grandpa Bob Like Grandma Lily in the Holocaust The tears of junkies The tears of queer and junkies Gushing, munching, cunting it up It's not fair when your man loses hair But the memories are there And the wisps are all you've got [Chorus] I'm fucking them, I'm fucking them I'm fucking them, I'm fucking them I'm fucking him, I'm fucking, I'm fucking I'm still fucking you [Bridge] What are we good for? Sing Weed, speed, subliminal Puerile gauche, spitting clitoral Tongues spring missiles, literally Think out loud, fuck with me Weed, speed, subliminal Puerile gauche, all things clitoral Tongues spring missiles [Outro] [Sample: Michael Jordan speaking to press March 19th, 1995]