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aunty donna - fuccboi anthem lyrics

[intro skit]
ring ring, ah, ring ring
hey boy
what do you want?
you called me?
whatever trevor… what are you doin’?
i’m just-
oh i don’t care
boy all you care about is f-cking you’re such a-
a what? say it
a fuccboi
you’re goddam right i’m a fuccboi

[verse 1: mark as fuccboi]
they wear trendy shoes when they walk down the street
’cause a fuccboi can’t f-ck if he’s got cold feet
a fuccboi f-cks heaps he ain’t got a spouse
and a fuccboi wears a sunhat when he leaves the house

[chorus]
fuccbois fuccbois, make some noise
fuccbois love to f-ck and they are also boys
fuccbois fucbbois handle their biz
i totally know what a fuccboi is

[verse 2]
fuccbois have a small vocabulary
at least that’s what i read on urban dictionary
statistically fuccbois all have skin
and below their knee there’s probably a shin

[chorus]
fuccbois fuccbois fuccbois f-ck
a fuccboi is half boy and half f-ck
fuccbois fuccbois, let me hear you sing
fuccbois are still a relevant thing

[verse 3]
a fuccboi is a boy who can f-ck all day
if you can’t do that then there’s just no way
you’re a fuccboi and if you are a girl
then i don’t mean to exclude but you’re not a fuccboi
and if you are a boy but you don’t like to f-ck
then you’re not a fuccboi, tough bl–dy luck
but if you do like to f-ck and you’re not a boy
that’s only half so shut up and eat some bok choy

[bridge]
so spell it out ’cause i know you can spell fuccboi out loud
like you don’t give a d-mn
f! (f!)
u! (u!)
c! (c!)
k! (c!)
k! (c!)
it’s k (it’s c)
it’s f-ck… it’s k (fuccbois got two c’s)
no it doesn’t, it’s k (yes it does)
i’ll look it up then (ok alright)
i’ll look… ohh… (yeah)
and boys got an “i”
(yes man… mark do you even know what a fuccboi is?)
yes
(it’s just that ever since your thirtieth birthday you’ve been doing a lot to prove how young and hip you are)
that’s not true
(mark you’ve eaten nothing but memes for a week)
i know what a fuccboi is!
(prove it!)

[verse 4]
every fuccboi is allergic to bananas
and they share a single pair of flannelette pyjamas
in their jackets there are pockets sewn by their mum
in their pockets there are lockets where they hide spare c-m
and strobe lights make a fuccboi not see
’cause fuccbois suffer from epilepsy
and fuccbois can’t paint a feature wall
’cause every fuccboi is only one foot tall
don’t expect a fuccboi to ever call you back
’cause all of their phones are ivan milat
and a fuccboi’s advice for ibs is
eat probiotic yoghurt and reduce daily stress

[chorus]
fuccbois fuccbois, i know what they are
if i’m off i bet it’s not by far
fuccbois fuccbois, i’m down with the scene
google says they were a thing in 2015
oh f-ck!

- aunty donna lyrics

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