Fuckboy

Em D G C

Em                                
You say we're friends and then we 
D
make out again
G            C
Wake up in my bed
Em            D
All the right questions come out so 
sensitive
G                      C
Then we get undressed
Em     G                      D
I know all the tricks up your sleeve
        C                  Em     
Know all your moves in the sheets,
       G                 D        
 ain't nothing I haven't seen
  Am



[Chorus]

                   Em
You ain't here for talking
                   D
You ain't here for laughing
          G                  C
I know anybody's hands would do
                  Em
You ain't here to listen
                   D
You don't want the real shit
                     G             
But it's cool 'cause I'm a fuckboy 
C
too
              Em  D
A fuckboy boy too
G   C
Too
          Em   D
Just like you
  G           C
A fuckboy too


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[Verse]

Em                       D
You got somebody in case I'm not 
around
G                        C
I've got a couple yeah

I've got a couple
Em                        D
Our conversation's always "hey oh 
you down?"
G
It ain't so subtle
C
Don't really care though
Em     G                      D
I know all the tricks up your sleeve
     C                     Em     
Know all your moves in the sheets,
       G                 D
 ain't nothing I haven't seen


[Chorus]

                   Em
You ain't here for talking
                   D
You ain't here for laughing
          G                  C
I know anybody's hands would do
                  Em
You ain't here to listen
                   D
You don't want the real shit
                     G             
But it's cool 'cause I'm a fuckboy 
C
too
              Em  D
A fuckboy boy too
G   C
Too
          Em   D
Just like you
  G           C
A fuckboy too


[Bridge]

   Em
It takes one to know one
    G                     D       
And nobody knows them the way that
              Am
 I know' em
   Em                        G    
It takes one to know one and 
                 D          Am
nobody knows them the way that I do


[Chorus]

                   Em
You ain't here for talking
                   D
You ain't here for laughing
          G                  C
I know anybody's hands would do
                  Em
You ain't here to listen
                   D
You don't want the real shit
                     G             
But it's cool 'cause I'm a fuckboy 
C
too
              Em  D
A fuckboy boy too
G   C
Too
          Em   D
Just like you
  G           C
A fuckboy too