Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song F#!* Me F#!* You, artist - Mase. Album song Double Up, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 19.04.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Bad Boy
Song language: English
F#!* Me F#!* You |
Yo, I look scared? |
Huh? |
Teamsters, I look scared in here? |
Huh? |
When I go through the hood do I tuck my chain in? |
Huh? |
Do I be in the hood with bodyguards? |
I thought not |
Now look what y’all made me do |
I was just good wit' my shiny suit |
I wasn’t botherin' nobody |
I was just throwin' my rollie in the sky |
Now look what you made me do |
Look what you made me do |
Lood what you made me do |
I ain’t even here to play wit' you |
What, what, Wanna Blow, what |
Yo, Mase hop out the blue Lex wit' about two tecs |
Spit fourteen got about two left |
If one vest is thin then rock two vest |
Triple platinum and only in the U. S |
I’m the Harlem-World-slash-All-Out-dot-com |
My con, if you could buy Cris' then why buy Don |
All you cats at rah-rah-Betty-dot-com |
Wanna see a hundred grand then look at my arm |
You think I wanna take this too far in a Rugar |
Put a hollow bullet through y’all |
Have cats at ya wake come out of New York |
And ya body in the Salt Lake out in Utah |
So you are feel good, leave the country |
And then all you are, Spain, baggage claim and they yellin' bonsoir |
You think I’m comfy, think Mase won’t go home free |
Think I’m satisfied make 20 grand monthly |
Wanna lump me, walk through clubs they bump me |
Wanna tell all they bone chickens how they jump me |
They can’t wait to see the paramedics come to pump me |
While they OT, I’m O.C., I’m out the country |
Uh, uh, uh |
If you love me, I love you |
The same way you trust me, I trust you |
The same way you hug me nigga, I’ll hug you |
The first time it’s fuck me nigga, it’s fuck you |
Nigga, if you love me, I love you |
The same way you trust me, I trust you |
The same way you hug me nigga, I’ll hug you |
The first time it’s fuck me nigga, it’s fuck you |
Fuck you |
Yo, being at the wrong place at the wrong time |
Get some cowards killed and some get long time |
I roll wit cats who would roll for me |
Bust a gun for cats who will bust for me |
Did some wrong, I did some right |
I lived the life, sometime I think what will my kids look like |
Rarely talk even wit a chick I like |
I’m here 'till Thursday, don’t make me switch my flight |
Don’t get your moms caught in the middle of the night |
Don’t look good for your son but the kid could fight |
And yo, you can’t prolong but for so long |
When it’s God playin', no man could hold on |
Nigga, I be real when the act be over |
See you at the light and snatch your black rover |
Cook my coke and crack without the shoulder |
And don’t mind bustin' a gat without a motive |
Repeat 1 while: |
Double Up, Double Up |
What, what, my Teamsters |
What, what, my Teamsters |
What, what, All Out |
Uh, it don’t stop |
Yeah, ya don’t stop, what |
Uh, uh, uh |
Yo, yo |
You know alot of people talkin' 'bout doin' the kid |
Never leave witnesses that knew what I did |
You wanna harm me cat, bring five of your best |
Put two in your ribs and five in your chest and five in the vest |
Cat cosign and get the five that’s left |
Want suicide nigga, I provide your death |
No nigga’s in the street that die for less |
So why confess? |
We won’t leave alive |
Unless you keep your feet up frontin' in the jeep |
Cuz nigga’s who I’m wit spit nothin at your feet |
Red dot head shot, fluorescent green beam |
For them niggas who test my team |
And when your joint jam, my joint’ll bust |
I kidnap friends cuz the money is a must |
And to be real wit' you I feel for you |
Cuz two to the head is how I deal wit you |
I ain’t playin' |
Repeat 1 while: |
I don’t even know you, nigga |
I don’t even know you, nigga (What) |
I don’t even know you, nigga |
I don’t even know you, nigga (What) |
I don’t even know you, nigga |
I don’t even know you, nigga (What) |
I don’t even know you, nigga |
I don’t even know you, nigga |
I don’t even know you, nigga |
I don’t even know you, nigga |
Big Shyne |
Myse |
Wanna Blow |
H World |
The Movement |
The Teamsters |
Uh, All Out |
That’s what family means |
Ain’t nobody else count |
Nobody else count |
Nobody else count |
Nobody else count |
Straight Fam' |
You ain’t family, nigga? |
I don’t even know you, nigga |
What, what, what |
Take it how you wanna take it |
Take it how you wanna take it |