Fuck

I′m always a drink away from a good dayPut on some Jodeci, gettin' loose, ayy

I pummel the coochie, I′m Bobby Boucher

Maybe that's why they put up with all my bullshit

And I bought a new Bentley without a roof, ayy

In L.A. they tell me my truck is stupid

Doin' cul-de-sac donuts, man, I′m a nuisance

I left my Prince with the Revolutions

Get hammered all alone

But don′t feel bad for me

And my chauffeur drinks Patrón

So call a cab for me, and I'll leave

Fuck me up, it′s only a body (yeah, yeah, yeah)

If God exists, it shouldn't be a problem (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Socialite

I′m feelin' naughty up on a Sunday

Fuck in the backseat of a Hyundai

I′m callin' her Shrek 'cause she got a donkey

It′s crazy how well we get along

My new best friend I just met

Now it′s, "Fuck everybody else"

You love someone for six weekends

And never talk to them again

Call it what you want

It's such a tragedy

I pulled the shortest straw

Another casualty, guess I′ll leave

Fuck me up, it's only a body (yeah, yeah, yeah)

If God exists, it shouldn′t be a problem (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Fuck me up, it's my birthday party (yeah, yeah, yeah)

So tell me something we got in common (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Socialite, socialite