#mfpoty

[fearlessonthecoast]

Yeah, uh huh, yeah, let's go. Hey boy, this should be the part, this should be the part where you eat your words like. Hey boy, this should be the part, this should be the part where I kick ya to the curb like. Hey boy, this should be the part, this should be the part where you eat your words like. Hey boy, this should be the part, yhis should be the part where I kick ya to the curb like. Uh thanks, but no thanks. Hey, this could be great, this could be cray, this could be the mother fucking party of the year. Trying too hard, tryna to be hot. Trying to keep talking to us when we don't care. Keep it all in your pants boy. Keep it all in your pants boy. This could be the mother fucking party of the year. Hey, this could be great, this could be cray, this could be the mother fucking party of the year. Trying too hard, tryna to be hot. Trying to keep talking to us when we don't care. Keep it all in your pants boy. Keep it all in your pants boy. This could be the mother fucking party of the year. Keep it all in your pants boy. You ain't got a chance boy.

M.F.P.O.T.Y. by Cher Lloyd

[breakmyheartwithlyrics]

Cher Lloyd- M.F.P.O.T.Y

[fearlessonthecoast]

Boy, I know that you want some of all this. But I'm out with my girls and you can't touch lightning. So we dance, and we dance like you're just not there. Only been over here 'bout a minute. But you already sound like a dick, stop tryin'. So we dance, so we dance like you're just not there. 'Cause ew, what's wrong with you? No, the problem is not my attitude. But you're, ew, just not my type. And the next time I won't be so polite. 'Cause hey, this could be great, this could be cray. This could be the mother fucking party of the year. Trying too hard, tryna to be hot. Trying to keep on talking to us when we don't care. Keep it all in your pants boy. Keep it all in your pants boy. This could be the mother fucking party of the year.

M.F.P.O.T.Y. by Cher Lloyd

[fearlessonthecoast]

So you can tell all your friends playing cupid that it ain't gonna work 'cause you just look foolish. Back it up, back it up, yeah hello goodbye. Get a hold of yourself for you lose it. Baby laugh all you like, but I just might do it. Back it up, back it up, 'cause you're killin' vibes. 'Cause ew. What's wrong with you? No, the problem is not my attitude. But you're, ew, just not my type. And the next time I won't be so polite. 'Cause hey, this could be great, this could be cray. This could be the mother fucking party of the year. Trying too hard, tryna to be hot. Trying to keep talking to us when we don't care. Keep it all in your pants boy. Keep it all in your pants boy. This could be the mother fucking party of the year.

M.F.P.O.T.Y. by Cher Lloyd

[fearlessonthecoast]

M.F.P.O.T.Y. by Cher Lloyd

[acousticlesbian]

Cher Lloyd- M.F.P.O.T.Y

[crixcxu-blog]

MONDAY (wish me friday night).

[pinkalldaypinkallnight]

best song lyric of all time: eew what’s wrong with you/ no the problem is not my attitude/ but cha EEW/ just not my type/ and the next time I won’t be so polite