Fuck You (remix) Lyrics

(Hook)
f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you
(Tell a hater I said)
f*ck you, f*ck you (p*ssy), f*ck you, f*ck you
Tell yo bitch I said (fuuuuuuuuuuck)

(Verse)
Me, ass up face down,
One night only, I'm from out of town
Pound new rules, we ain't waitin' on it
And if that p*ssy good we spend cake on it,
Plane ticket, hotel,
New bag, this Chanel
Giuseppe sneakers, his and hers,
If you a hater I just got 2 words

(Hook)
f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you
(Tell a hater I said)
f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you
And Tell yo bitch I said (fuuuuuuuuuuck)

(Verse)
Damn, yo baby daddy how I ain't him
You p*ssy whip a bitch, you broke so no I can't swim
Think she the shit in some tights and some fake time
Just because Versace's on my face don't mean I can't see em
Hangin with some bad bitches like you have it all
But we ain't f*ckin wit you, niggas know you messy hoe
Heard you all on Instagram snitchin, what you tellin fo?
I don't leave comments, when I see you I'mma let you know
And my niggas in the pen said
Tell them p*ssy niggas that we still getting bread
DEA, and the feds
The Vice too
It's Buck

Tell a hater I said (fuuuuuuuuuck)

(Verse)
Oh, I said f*ck em, I don't like em, I don't love em When the money come homies turn to haters, I don't trust 'em
If the brick ain't coming with a stent I don't touch it
I want that BML with the scorpio when I bust it
Like a bitch when she twerkin, young niggas working
Clown ass niggas, we should put you in the circus
In a cage with the lion, let em have you for desert
And test the firing on your army, took a dip in what you're worth it, nigga

f*ck you, f*ck you
f*ck you, f*ck you
I met this bitch, she said 'my friend, she wanna'
f*ck you, f*ck you
f*ck you, f*ck you
I like yo friend, 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
(Fuuuuuuuuuck)

(Verse)
Haters, nigga 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 pop them bottles tryna impress them hoes
Once you reup money better tell them hoes, bitch

(Hook)
f*ck you, f*ck you
f*ck you, f*ck you
Tell that bitch I said
f*ck you, f*ck you
f*ck you, f*ck you
Tell that hater I said (fuuuuuuuuuck yoooou)

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