"s.f.b." lyrics

"s.f.b."

Met this girl down in Memphis
Shawty, she kinda pretentious
I was tryna make her my apprentice
Swore she wasn't average

Not used to dippin' in the mornin', swear you're so important
Some shit got to get sorted, 'fore we fuck, this just a warnin' (Oh, yeah)

I won't be there in the mornin', no, I will not spend the night
I won't be there in the mornin', your best friend up on my line
Know I told you once before, catch that flight, I'll be on tour
So I won't be there in the mornin', this bitch so fuckin' borin' (Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah)

I need fly E, yeah, yeah
Lay the pipe in, yeah, yeah
'Till you finally love a thing, yeah, yeah
Let me touch up on your skin, yeah, yeah

Not used to dippin' in the mornin' (Yeah), swear you're so important (Yeah, okay)
Some shit got to get sorted (Yeah), 'fore we fuck, this just a warnin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

I won't be there in the mornin', no, I will not spend the night
I won't be there in the mornin', your best friend up on my line
Know I told you once before, catch that flight, I'll be on tour
So I won't be there in the mornin', this bitch so fuckin' borin'

(Ayy, ayy, ayy, oh)
(Ayy, oh, ayy, oh)
Bend it over, touch your toes, bend over again
Say, bend it over, touch your toes, do it again
Say, bend it over, touch your toes, do it again
Say, bend it over, touch your toes, then do it again

I won't be there in the mornin', no, I won't ever spend the night
I won't be there in the mornin', your best friend up on my line
Know I told you once before, catch that flight, I'll be on tour
So I won't be there in the mornin', this bitch so fuckin' borin' (Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah)

And now front, back, side to side
Okay, front, back, side to side
Okay, front, back, side to side
Okay, front, back, and side to side
Okay, back that ass, don't stop
Drop that ass to the floor
Drop that ass to the floor, and let me see you give me

Man, everybody always in my business talkin' 'bout, oh, she talkin' 'bout how I'm the problem, how I'm the problem
You the problem, there's nothin' even I can do
Man, you tuned into 105.1, fellas, text your girl, say you died
It's up, catch you in the next one, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha


Writer(s): Aaron Shadrow, Wyatt Bernard, Austin Dale Corona, Sophie Gray, Edgar Nathaniel Sarratt, Zachary Cassell, Drew Drucker
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