F-U
Meek Mill, Yo Gotti
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F*ck you F*ck you F*ck you F*ck you Tell a hater I just said F*ck you F*ck you F*ck you F*ck you And tell your bitch I just said Meek Ass up, face down One night only, I'm from out of town Pound, new rules we ain't waiting on it And if that pussy good we spend a cake on it Patty cake, hotel, new bed, new Chanel Giuseppe sneakers, his or hers If you a hater I just got two words F*ck you F*ck you F*ck you F*ck you Tell a hater I just said F*ck you F*ck you F*ck you F*ck you And tell your bitch I just said You, and the bitches that you came with All in my section drinking my shit You ain't fucking, you ain't sucking what you doing ho? Instagram and taking pictures, but you don't know me though Damn, she said that she a fan Yea I understand, but I want to get in her pants 'Cause she looking for, she licking her tongue out She said she don't f*ck with rappers I'm like what you talking about bitch? F*ck you F*ck you F*ck you F*ck you I got two words for you F*ck you F*ck you F*ck you F*ck you Tell my hater I said Oh, I said f*ck 'em I don't like 'em, I don't love 'em When the money come home It's turning haters, I don't trust 'em If the brick ain't coming with a stick, I don't touch 'em Want that BMF with the Scorpio when I'm bustin' Like a bitch when she twerkin', y'all niggas workin' Clowin' ass niggas, we should put you in the circus In the cage with the lion, let him have you for dessert And testifying on your homie, took a dip, but was it worth it nigga? I'm in this bitch, she said my friend she want to f*ck you I like your friend, but I really you know, I wanna f*ck you And if I hit my rody he got to f*ck too And put your middle fingers up and scream Haters, niggas mad at the paper Big crib, 10 car, 20 acres 20 chains, 10 watches on my jewels Little watch with the chips, don't let 'em fool Nigga I can school you on how to look like money Hustla of the year, can write a book about money Don't pop them bottles, tryna impress them ho's With your re-up money, better tell dem ho's bitch F*ck you F*ck you F*ck you F*ck you Tell a bitch I said F*ck you F*ck you F*ck you F*ck you Tell my hater I said
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Written by: Robert Rihmeek Williams, Mario Sentell Giden, Marco Antonio Jr. Rodriguez Diaz, Millie Jackson, Randolf Klein
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