lirik lagu yo gotti – fuck you (remix)
f-ck you, f-ck you
f-ck you, f-ck you
tell that hater i said
f-ck you, f-ck you
f-ck you, f-ck you
tell your b-tch i said
me, -ss up, face down
one night only, i’m from out of town
count new rules, we ain’t waiting on it
and if that p-ssy good, it’s big cake on it
plane ticket, hotel, new bag, new channel
giuseppe sneakers, his and hers
if you a hater i just got two words
f-ck you, f-ck you
f-ck you, f-ck you
tell that hater i said
f-ck you, f-ck you
f-ck you, f-ck you
tell your b-tch i said
you and them b-tches that you came with
all in my section, drinking my sh-t
you ain’t f-cking, you ain’t sucking, what you doing, hoe?
instagram, you taking pictures, you don’t know me, though
d-mn, she say she a fan
yeah, i understand but i wanna get in her pants
’cause she thinking for, ’cause she licking her tongue out
she say she don’t f-ck with rappers, i’m like ‘what you talking ’bout, b-tch?’
f-ck you, f-ck you
f-ck you, f-ck you
i got two words for you
f-ck you, f-ck you
f-ck you, f-ck you
tell that hater i said
oh, i said ‘f-ck ’em’, i don’t like ’em, i don’t love ‘e when the money come, homies turn to haters, don’t trust ’em
if the brick ain’t coming with a stick i don’t touch it
i want that beer medal with a scorpion when i bust her
like a b-tch when she twerking, y’all n-gg-s working
clown -ss n-gg-s, we should put you in the circus
in a cage with the lion, let it have you for desert
and test the fire of your army, took a dip in what you’re worth it, n-gg-
f-ck you, f-ck you
f-ck you, f-ck you
i met this b-tch, she said ‘my friend, she wanna’
f-ck you, f-ck you
f-ck you, f-ck you
all in your room, but really, yo, i wanna
f-ck you, f-ck you
f-ck you, f-ck you
and if i hear my roadie, though, he gotta f-ck, too
now put your middle fingers up and scream
haters, n-gg- mad at the paper
big crib, ten cars, twenty acres
twenty chains, ten watches, all my jewels
lil’ watch with the jest, don’t let it fool you
i could school you how to look like money
hustler of the year, could write a book ’bout money
don’t park, don’t bother tryna impress them hoes
what you read of money better tell them hoes, b-tch
f-ck you, f-ck you
f-ck you, f-ck you
tell that b-tch i said
f-ck you, f-ck you
f-ck you, f-ck you
tell that hater i said
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- lirik lagu jj demon – bubblegum
- lirik lagu sky avila – just because
- lirik lagu the silent comedy – poison
- lirik lagu sky avila – when he walks in
- lirik lagu banjo sullivan – dick soup
- lirik lagu bandit gang marco – blame it on ya ex
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- lirik lagu bandit gang marco – she got me pissed
- lirik lagu bandit gang marco – all my life