Uffie - Dismissed lyrics
Anna-Catherine Hartley
[Uffie - Dismissed lyrics]
Yeah, Uffie's got it
Hands up, fast up, people, come on!
You like my shit
You ain't ready, I can't hear you all
Uffie's got that shit
East side, west side, where you at? Come on!
Uffie's in this bitch!
Get money, don't stop, ladies stop bitchin'
I can rock this shit
Now it seems to me you faggots
Got a whole lot of questions
On this damn holler board
You bitches getting some action
It's obviously a problem
But I won't restrict myself
Is it hip hop or it is it electro
Or damn is she coming from hell?
Oh, please, excuse me, bitch
But I fuck all you wannabes
It's just straight into that gossip
You don't have any fizz
A lot of people read your
Crap this is web pollution
This is why I ain't complaining
Bitch over free promotions
You just called me a cunt
In some other word like (Trick?)
But after this you'll be the one
Sucking a whole lot of dicks
You brought my popularity ratings
Higher than ever
Thank you! Your whole bullshit comments
Have worked! Real clever!
Before I answer you bitch
Let me spit one question
If you hate me so much
What's up with your obsession?
I just do my things tight and
I don't care about heights
So run back to your computer, your mom
And your crack pipe
Hands up, fast up, people, come
Hi, you like my shit
You ain't ready, I can't hear you all
Uffie's got that shit
East side, west side, where you at? Come on!
Uffie's in this bitch!
Get money, don't stop, ladies, stop bitchin'
I can rock this shit i can rock this shit
Uffie's got that shit uffie's in this bitch
OK, now let's get back to
That last pathetic forum
You think you got me and my
Crew figured out? Well done!
You rap analysis fool
Should be a bit more clever
Get back to your dusty mix tape
Your CDs and your stickers
I can't believe all these crowds
It worked out so well
Maybe I shove my Glock in bed so
You can shove it in your mouth
Yes, I am a little white girl
I guess she can a have a point
I've been through shit in my life
And I'm coming out strong
Who's that girl? She's so hot
She's never touched any Glock!
Bitch, if you only knew, yes
I have fucking popped
And tell me why you feel the need
To have so much shit on me
I think it's cause the next thing
Is this girl called Uffie got that?
Hands up, fast up, people, come on
Hi, you like my shit
You ain't ready, I can't hear you all
Uffie's got that shit
East side, west side, where you at? Come on!
Uffie's in this bitch!
Get money, don't stop, ladies, stop bitchin'
I can rock this shit i can rock this shit
Uffie's got that shit uffie's in this bitch
We got our shit all tight we don't
Care about you jealous ass whores
Try getting off your couch and
Get a fucking life
Instead of sitting on your
Internet dissin' us if you ever got this
Your words don't mean a thing
All you got is your mom bringing
You fucking cookies to your computer
Try to get a fucking life!
I think this bitch is wack
She got no verse and she's copying stuff
Hahaha bitch
Yeah, that's 'cause we're the next hot shit
Hands up, fast up, people, come on!
You like my shit
You ain't ready, I can't hear you all
Uffie's got that shit
East side, west side, where you at? Come on!
Uffie's in this bitch!
Get money, don't stop, ladies stop bitchin'
I can rock this shit
Now it seems to me you faggots
Got a whole lot of questions
On this damn holler board
You bitches getting some action
It's obviously a problem
But I won't restrict myself
Is it hip hop or it is it electro
Or damn is she coming from hell?
Oh, please, excuse me, bitch
But I fuck all you wannabes
It's just straight into that gossip
You don't have any fizz
A lot of people read your
Crap this is web pollution
This is why I ain't complaining
Bitch over free promotions
You just called me a cunt
In some other word like (Trick?)
But after this you'll be the one
Sucking a whole lot of dicks
You brought my popularity ratings
Higher than ever
Thank you! Your whole bullshit comments
Have worked! Real clever!
Before I answer you bitch
Let me spit one question
If you hate me so much
What's up with your obsession?
I just do my things tight and
I don't care about heights
So run back to your computer, your mom
And your crack pipe
Hands up, fast up, people, come
Hi, you like my shit
You ain't ready, I can't hear you all
Uffie's got that shit
East side, west side, where you at? Come on!
Uffie's in this bitch!
Get money, don't stop, ladies, stop bitchin'
I can rock this shit i can rock this shit
Uffie's got that shit uffie's in this bitch
OK, now let's get back to
That last pathetic forum
You think you got me and my
Crew figured out? Well done!
You rap analysis fool
Should be a bit more clever
Get back to your dusty mix tape
Your CDs and your stickers
I can't believe all these crowds
It worked out so well
Maybe I shove my Glock in bed so
You can shove it in your mouth
Yes, I am a little white girl
I guess she can a have a point
I've been through shit in my life
And I'm coming out strong
Who's that girl? She's so hot
She's never touched any Glock!
Bitch, if you only knew, yes
I have fucking popped
And tell me why you feel the need
To have so much shit on me
I think it's cause the next thing
Is this girl called Uffie got that?
Hands up, fast up, people, come on
Hi, you like my shit
You ain't ready, I can't hear you all
Uffie's got that shit
East side, west side, where you at? Come on!
Uffie's in this bitch!
Get money, don't stop, ladies, stop bitchin'
I can rock this shit i can rock this shit
Uffie's got that shit uffie's in this bitch
We got our shit all tight we don't
Care about you jealous ass whores
Try getting off your couch and
Get a fucking life
Instead of sitting on your
Internet dissin' us if you ever got this
Your words don't mean a thing
All you got is your mom bringing
You fucking cookies to your computer
Try to get a fucking life!
I think this bitch is wack
She got no verse and she's copying stuff
Hahaha bitch
Yeah, that's 'cause we're the next hot shit