Fuck

Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah-ah...

I'm always a drink away from a good day

Put 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 la 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.

Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah-ah...

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 (ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)

I pulled the shortest straw

Another casualty, guess I'll leave (ooh-ooh)

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.

Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh...