Slim Thug, Lil Wayne - Fuck You! lyrics
Lil Wayne [Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.] New Orleans, Louisiana.U.S.
[Slim Thug, Lil Wayne - Fuck You! lyrics]
As is, I ain't changing for you suckers
If you ain't fucking with me, fuck ya
And if you ain't feeling how I feel, fuck ya
You bitches ain't paying my bills, so fuck ya
I’m a Boss, hogg outlaw, riding for my clique
Or you can ride with us or eat a sick dick
I tell it how it is
Them niggas speak fiction
I gotta keep it real
That shit is an addiction
So open up ya ears, all ya gotta do is listen
Then every time you see me
I’ma pull the description if I say I got a
Bentley than that bitch outside
If I say the watch 50
Ask my jeweler if I lie thug boss bitch
I don’t give a fuck, if I do it’s fuck you
If you don’t like what a nigga do, fuck you
That shit you niggas talking ain't true
Fuck you we got our money right nigga
What you wanna do
I don’t give a fuck, if I do it’s fuck you
If you don’t like what a nigga do, fuck you
That shit you niggas talking ain't true
Fuck you we got our money right nigga
What you wanna do
I don’t give a fuck, if I do, it’s fuck you
Running threw these hoes like
Maurice Jones Drew
Life on the edge, I want my jumpsuit
My hoes keep their mouth closed
Like they suck glue
Weezy in this bitch, Thugga I got ya
I’m all up in they face
Like the fucking eye doctor
Fuck with me wrong turn ya brains into pasta
Double barrel punk, it look like nostrils
Real nigga status, real nigga period
You a real nigga, now that’s a conspiracy
Young money shit, you gon need some artillery
Science class nigga
Me and money got chemistry
Ain't no punchlines in my rhymes I’m
Like this and like that
Its just 36 lines of straight facts
Okay I take that back, 36 lines of crack
Now that's a brick hard nigga
Can you buy that try that
Is that shit that you rap about real?
Okay tell me this
How many niggas you done killed?
Okay, tell me this
Is your clique really trill
Or you just get gassed on
These pay the bills
The niggas tell the truth what
Would they be saying
Be caught up in the streets and
Be like I was just playing
That's why they get robbed or
Set up for the slam
I’ma be me even when I’m verse laying
If you ain't fucking with me, fuck ya
And if you ain't feeling how I feel, fuck ya
You bitches ain't paying my bills, so fuck ya
I’m a Boss, hogg outlaw, riding for my clique
Or you can ride with us or eat a sick dick
I tell it how it is
Them niggas speak fiction
I gotta keep it real
That shit is an addiction
So open up ya ears, all ya gotta do is listen
Then every time you see me
I’ma pull the description if I say I got a
Bentley than that bitch outside
If I say the watch 50
Ask my jeweler if I lie thug boss bitch
I don’t give a fuck, if I do it’s fuck you
If you don’t like what a nigga do, fuck you
That shit you niggas talking ain't true
Fuck you we got our money right nigga
What you wanna do
I don’t give a fuck, if I do it’s fuck you
If you don’t like what a nigga do, fuck you
That shit you niggas talking ain't true
Fuck you we got our money right nigga
What you wanna do
I don’t give a fuck, if I do, it’s fuck you
Running threw these hoes like
Maurice Jones Drew
Life on the edge, I want my jumpsuit
My hoes keep their mouth closed
Like they suck glue
Weezy in this bitch, Thugga I got ya
I’m all up in they face
Like the fucking eye doctor
Fuck with me wrong turn ya brains into pasta
Double barrel punk, it look like nostrils
Real nigga status, real nigga period
You a real nigga, now that’s a conspiracy
Young money shit, you gon need some artillery
Science class nigga
Me and money got chemistry
Ain't no punchlines in my rhymes I’m
Like this and like that
Its just 36 lines of straight facts
Okay I take that back, 36 lines of crack
Now that's a brick hard nigga
Can you buy that try that
Is that shit that you rap about real?
Okay tell me this
How many niggas you done killed?
Okay, tell me this
Is your clique really trill
Or you just get gassed on
These pay the bills
The niggas tell the truth what
Would they be saying
Be caught up in the streets and
Be like I was just playing
That's why they get robbed or
Set up for the slam
I’ma be me even when I’m verse laying