Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song F*** You , by - Lil Wayne. Song from the album 500 Degreez, in the genre ПопRelease date: 31.12.2001
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Cash Money
Song language: English
F*** You |
| Who that, Weezy Bitch |
| Like Sigel, you fuckin with the young don, people |
| Plus I’m tryna make a son, he gon' be the sequel |
| Muh’fuckas better be peaceful, fo' sheezle |
| I get sums in lumps, like measles |
| My dough sick, on occations I catch seizures |
| I treat beef like burgers, just cheese you |
| And for that cheddar, hungry niggas’ll eat you |
| We breeze through in the twelve with the judo eyes |
| Bitches yell I wanna do those guys |
| Ain’t that cold, you know shit fucked up when you got banked at fo' |
| I’m 19 and I got banked at O |
| That’s the Bentley ma, that ain’t that Rolls |
| But the price on that muthafucka ain’t that low |
| Guaranteed that I’ll bang that fo' |
| If your fuckin with the dude |
| Bitch I’m from Cash Money Records, Fuck You |
| Fuck you, fuck you nigga, muthafuck you |
| Chains, knives, guns that’s us |
| The slogan is «we will bust» |
| The rules our this our side |
| Cross it young nigga and you will die |
| Pumps, riot guns, even 25's |
| Cash Money got this, don’t even try it |
| Stay where you from, don’t bring no static |
| If not, then semi-automatic |
| This is the payback, pussy bitch stay back |
| Fuck you, yo' mama, yo' daddy and where you lay at |
| What’s beef, beef is when you fuck with us |
| Guaranteed to leave yo' ass up under the bus |
| There’s no one quicker, than a hot boy nigga |
| That’ll get you with the knife, or pow with the trigger |
| There’s no one keaner, with the chrome Sarafina |
| Murder ain’t nuttin' but a misdemeanor |
| Fo' sho' nigga |
| I’m gon' ride 'round my city and stunt my shit |
| If a nigga don’t like it they can suck my dick |
| I got a Bentley, Jag, Rolls, Ferrari |
| Lambo' with no top I’m gon' ride tomorrow |
| Fuck a cutless, regals, and rams V-12 |
| Gotta have somethin fast just to get out them jams |
| Got a big ass crib with a flow lil fuck |
| Got a roof all glass and that bitch split up |
| Got a house built look like a Mercedes booth |
| Ferrari sofa set with the Lambo' wrench room |
| Leskitted up kitchen set and Rolls Royce wall |
| Jaguar floors and fuck all yall |
| BMW lights, projectors to watch fights |
| Caddilac Benz, white fox for threads |
| Chin cheddar for Chi tower, ain’t that crazy |
| I don’t give a fuck homie, that’s how I play it |
| Refridge designed like a Lexus with legs |
| In the fridge, it’s quarters to replace the eggs |
| From me, Fresh, and Weezy fuck what they say |
| I’m Cash Money stunna nigga and that’s how I play it |