Fuck You

Lyrics

[Intro: Webbie] (Fuck you) What's up, what's happenin' This Weebie Trill Young Savage AKA Lil Baton Rouge However you wanna me (Big Head Boy you stay yo ass outta jail) Now look at the bad bitches nigga Fuck them industry niggas Niggas made it hard on me But I'ma keep it in the streets Long as I got my CDs nigga I'm straight Ya heard me nigga, let's go this real nigga shit hah [Verse 1: Webbie] Damn, nigga, how you do it like that? Make the gangsta ass niggas bump to music like that Make them bitch fine hoes shake they bootie like that Twenty one row scrap with Lil Boosie it like that Play mad games with me, I'll do ya like that I'm a grown man, bitch, pursue me like that Smoke nothin' but the best cruise and lay back With some trill niggas that I knew just way back Still young, I ain't caught my first murder case yet Stay scrapin' and can't wait to push a nigga face back Number one on 106, still around the racetrack Still hangin' in the mix, where I ain't safe at I'm on some foolishness shit with these Rutgers and shit I'm on some run in your house bitch, you move and get hit I can't take out my grill 'cause I can't take out this reel I'm the savage shit thrill and from my heart man I feel [Chorus: Webbie] Nigga, fuck you, yeah, I fucked your bitch, nigga Fuck you and you better not say shit, nigga Fuck you, yeah, you be runnin' that shit, nigga Fuck you, you ain't got none of that shit, nigga Nigga, fuck you, yeah, I fucked your bitch, nigga Fuck you and you better not say shit, nigga Fuck you, yeah, you be runnin' that shit, nigga Fuck you, you ain't got none of that shit, nigga [Verse 2: Pimp C] I did your bitch outta pocket, put some dick in her ass I got a eighty four baritz and its sittin' on glass I'm a young pimp nigga with a whole lotta swagger And I roll like a stone, like my name Mick Jagger Pussy niggas can't fuck with the pimp in the savage We gettin' sucked in every city, make a whole lot of cabbage Gettin' head on the regular level ya ain't shit Some real trill niggas for life up in this bitch I never go to war without that motherfuckin' gun Down south bitch we like DMC and Run Like Chuck D say "bitch my Uzi weigh a ton" I might be on parole but bitch I'll knock out ya lungs I come from the city where they sell cocaine Ya get caught sniffin', niggas knock out ya brain Leave a lump in ya lap, your tongue on your dash So, I bust seventeen and I smashed the gas [Chorus: Webbie & Boosie Badazz] Nigga, fuck you, yeah, I fucked your bitch, nigga Fuck you and you better not say shit, nigga Fuck you, yeah, you be runnin' that shit, nigga Fuck you, you ain't got none of that shit, nigga Nigga, fuck you, yeah, I fucked your bitch, nigga Fuck you and you better not say shit, nigga Fuck you, yeah, you be runnin' that shit, nigga (Boosie Badazz, I really don't give a fuck) Fuck you, you ain't got none of that shit, nigga [Verse 3: Boosie Badazz] Fuck you nigga My bloodline sicker Make a quarter outta nickel Been like that since I was little From the hood Where the killas keep them pistols smokin' Swishas drink liquor bang a nigga Southside gangsta nigga Fuck everything you goin' through, Badazz'll punish you Show no love, love will get you killed, so here we come for you Gats a gat a stack's a stack, my click they'll beast It's goin' down where we roam, in the hotel suite Old lady gone crazy, caught me rollin up three Beat that pussy out her drawers and I put her to sleep You bullshittin' with me, boy my nerves stay bad Get one of my convicts out the hood to put that dick in ya ass [Chorus: Webbie] Nigga, fuck you, yeah, I fucked your bitch, nigga Fuck you and you better not say shit, nigga Fuck you, yeah, you be runnin' that shit, nigga Fuck you, you ain't got none of that shit, nigga Nigga, fuck you, yeah, I fucked your bitch, nigga Fuck you and you better not say shit, nigga Fuck you, yeah, you be runnin' that shit, nigga Fuck you, you ain't got none of that shit, nigga [Outro: Boosie Badazz] Fuck all y'all niggas If you ain't rollin' with us Fuck you nigga Nigga makin' all these broad statements You'll be on a motherfuckin' shirt Nigga Face the shit nigga If your ass washed up you washed up It's a new era nigga For this gangsta shit And we don't play no games Y'all niggas be rappin' 'bout that shit But we put that tool on yo bitch ass nigga Go shit yo ass down nigga Garbage ass nigga BFI ass nigga Nigga we got in this shit straight off you know Real shit We got in these streets our damn self Nigga makin' these We goin' let that shit go But you know what F-U-C-K, you muthafucka nigga fuck