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[Intro] Yeah, Uffie's got it [Chorus] 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 [Verse 1] 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 prick 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 thing tight and I don't care about heights So run back to your computer, your mom, and your crack pipe [Chorus] 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 I can rock this shit Uffie's got that shit Uffie's in this bitch [Verse 2] So 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 mixtape, 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? [Chorus] 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 I can rock this shit Uffie's got that shit Uffie's in this bitch [Outro] 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 you mad Yeah, that's 'cause we're the next hot shit