Lyrics Fuk' Dat Shit - DJ Sat One, Young Zee

Fuk' Dat Shit

Ha, hahahahaha
Hahahha, yeah
Zee, bitch I got no remorse
Run up in the car lot like let me hold the Porsche
Salesman claim?
poppin shit?
broke his jaw
Whip the gauge out, me and Pace drove it off
Yeah, cops say we do a drive by on y’all
We nigggas from Bricks, we don’t abide by the law
When kids come quick, niggas will bust they chrome
Tryin to take mine, 'cuz they just came home
Tryin to take this LOOT, I’ll follow ya bitch ass in a Lexus coupe
Put one right up in ya Mecca suit
If you with ya bitch, I’ma wet her too
Shit niggas do where I live at YO
It ain’t a fucking game like Tic-Tac-Toe
Niggas know tips, wanna get that dough
Cops wilin' out makin shit mad slow
Keep a fo-fo…
Chorus: Young Zee
Fuck dat shit, bitches don’t deal, wanna suck that dick
Niggas go kill wanna pump that shit
Fuckin new bitches on?
massage type shit?
Trottin 'round screamin out «cops ain’t shit»
Fuck dat shit
You love it when its loose Zee?, no I love it tight
You fuck for a long time?, you motherfuckin right
We get no fuck hoes, that get high off lye
Down have it sucked, get druken by ya side
Blast anybody when we ride by your spot
We could give a mad fuck if y’all die or not
The techs out the window turnin it loose
Shells poppin out, that bitch burnin my goo
Blaze y’all fags, stop, jump out the car and take y’all bags
Jump back in the fuckin jacked up Ac'
Go around the block showin niggas your stacks
Ya block got it back, this street war
We breakin niggas legs, ?fuckin ripped Keith’s?
jaw
We got the street sweeper but it don’t sweep floors
Niggas and bitches betta lock your doors
Keep a four-four