Fuccboi Lullaby

House party in a Hyde Park road with the Function One's yelling
 "Guys come over
 Front yards in a state, some girls doin'
 NOS well away from the heat and the odours
 "Name, please"
 "Yeah, I'm on plus-one, sir and my mates are too"
 So we swerve past the bouncer
 Crew splits, some go house, grime heads downstairs
 And I move to the girl on the counter like
 "Hello, ma Cherie, I be off my nut
 Got a few beers bubbling about my gut
 Like your eyes, hair, thighs, mouth and rounded bumper
 Lausse The Cat, you can take my number
 Take my hand do a twirl "gottdamn"
 And I swear I ain't never seen as pretty of a girl
 Eyes glimmering be looking like pearls
 Bit cheesy I know but my sleazy approach won't work yet
 But you can be my mistress
 I'll be your furry assistant
 Purpose be serving your thirst ridden wishlist
 Cursed to increase all your thoughts hedonistic
 A purrve in the sheets see my chirpse your hibiscus
 Your ass be my biscuit
 'Bit egotistic
 But gives in the sheets like a service at Christmas
 First month free til' I swerve in the distance
 And don't ask why it's my terms and conditions"
 She looks in his eyes with despise but a hindrance
 To tell a drunk guy to get lost in an instant
 Instead smiles and says
 "I admire your wishful thinking what's your name"
 I said Lausse The Kitten
 And we talked in the kitchen a fable of nonsense
 Rushed up the stairs
 Hopscotching the long steps
 Pranced round the top floor in search of a locked bed
 Nix on the keys; tell the boys what went on next
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 And they sexed all month
 So I guess you could call it puppy love
 And of course kitten kicked in the end
 Before the lust turned dry
 And as tough as the girl seemed
 Cursed she fell with thoughts unsolved
 Called the cat but he already had a new girl by his side
 Sorry my darling
 Should have been clearer
 L never stays long
 He just disappears to
 Bodybag hearts for a scarf in the winter
 When the spark goes I don't linger
 Commenced by lust yet
 Trust will desist it
 Hey honey I think it's best I insist I get
 The fuck out of this picture
 Don't cry, don't give a shit
 Let a new romance be an elixir
 Would you prefer if I left you the morning after
 No calls, no talks or laughter
 Just sauce and flesh
 And shamed walks through parks
 And no constant sex from said sex toy
 Don't get vexed
 Heard love songs sung by a fuccboi
 Shouldn't be alarmed if I duck
 Oi, don't start slating my name cos'
 I'm not entertained no more
 I made it clear it's a fling
 Cos' I don't really wanna
 Come to the point where I spunk on your thigh
 After 10 minutes straight
 Cos' I'm comfy inside
 And I bust on your thigh
 Cos' we only do it sideways now
 Now we're done exploring
 We know what excites us
 You know what my minds like
 I know when you're done soon
 Rushed through sex now before bed and never noon
 Thrice in the week the excitement done left us now
 So I'll say "yo babe imma cut soon"
 "Spoon me"
 "Fuck that"
 "Don't be a cunt Cat"
 "Sorry, imma go bun some hash where my don's at?"
 "Right here"
 "Yes lad"
 "Let's get seshed out"
 "Give me a sec with this girl then I'll get back"
 Walked to the girl sitting down on her side
 Saw him approach, thought he switched up his mind
 Flipped her around got the girl upside down
 With her neck to the floor (stop)
 As he distanced her thighs (what are you doing?)
 Fisted her ass as he ran past the cervix
 Reached to her heart ripped it out with a firm grip
 Gulped it in one then the cat disappeared
 Left Lucy with one bad heart and her tears