Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Don't Care, artist - New Boyz.
Date of issue: 12.05.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
I Don't Care |
Hello, bad bitch |
Hello, hello, bad bitch |
I don’t like Knicks |
But the Irv got a nigga to wear that Melo swag shit |
Like, ooh, yeah, you cocky huh? |
But I bet you can’t take it like a Rocky punch |
Trying to get it in, get it in, get it in |
Wanna let my stick hit it Ms. Hockey Puck? |
I’m hella throwed, get hella throat |
I even got a big girl, call that bitch my jello bone |
The way she blow, you can’t see my shit |
Got that Helen Keller dome |
You ever been to that space museum? |
Well, my dick just like that telescope |
Ooh, damn! |
Ooh, damn! |
That pussy for my wish list |
Stop calling it kitty |
Cuz 'em cats be on that fish shit |
She said she’ll hit the team because it’s worth it |
She want many men, takin' shots like Curtis, bitch, Ahh whoop! |
This goes out for my bad bitches, raise your cups |
Taking your girl, I don’t give a fuck |
I don’t care what they say |
What they say |
What they say |
Everybody leave your man tonight |
I swear you’ll be glad that I took you home |
Everybody leave your man tonight |
And when I’m done, you gon' tell him to leave you alone |
Everybody leave your man tonight |
Nigga, fuck your bitch! |
Okay, I make her call me BI |
Bitch I’m on my BI |
All my bottles, they be knee-high |
I rip G’s down, I put tree high |
I’m fresh out that fucking limo |
And I’m everything but sober |
Break, break, break, breaking that tree |
And bagging it up like it’s October |
I walk in this bitch with a grip in my hand |
I tell her I’m me, she piss in her pants |
She shake it around and around and around |
Her coochie’s a plug, my stick is a dam |
I found 20,000 and she just found my dick |
So I guess we both just hit a lick |
I tell her we-we-welcome, welcome to the good life |
Heard you had a bad day, well, let’s make it good night |
If they say we ain’t big, we’ll turn this to a Suge night |
Let’s swim in alcohol and hop up on that red eye kush flight |
I’m Mr. Big, bitch |
This goes out for my bad bitches, raise your cups |
Taking your girl, I don’t give a fuck |
I don’t care what they say |
What they say |
What they say |
Everybody leave your man tonight |
I swear you’ll be glad that I took you home |
Everybody leave your man tonight |
And when I’m done, you gon' tell him to leave you alone |
Everybody leave your man tonight |
Bro, why your girl all up on me like I’m John Doe? |
Hanging out backstage, waiting for a photo |
Oh, you dance, but you’s a gogo? |
Well, shit, look, nice to meet you |
Know your man fucking up |
He can’t handle your model features |
Know your man lost, I’m not gon' hesitate to make you mine |
I’m bout to snatch 'em up, like a food market, time to bag em up |
Because I only got one night, and so we acting up |
Girls get drunk, bring 'em up |
So much sluts and it’s so much fun |
So much ass that I can’t get back |
So I keep on going cause I can’t get enough |
Lil mama, where you going? |
So much paper to be made |
So much grinding to be taught |
My girl prefer to give me brain |
I must say, I must say |
Yeah, girl, your man fronting |
Fire flame, fire flame |
Fuck with us, we all stunting |
New Boyz |
This goes out for my bad bitches, raise your cups |
Taking your girl, I don’t give a fuck |
I don’t care what they say |
What they say |
What they say |
Everybody leave your man tonight |
I swear you’ll be glad that I took you home |
Everybody leave your man tonight |
And when I’m done, you gon' tell him to leave you alone |
Everybody leave your man tonight |