Chris Brown - F*ck Um All Lyrics

[Kevin McCall:]
Uh, f*ck em all like a orgy
Don't remember none of they names they not important
Haters better stay in they lane I'm Jeff Gordan
Nigga I been fly, and ya'll just boardin'
Uh, all my shit be bumpin
F*ckin over niggas like we layin in a bunk bed
And I'm on the top bunk, while they on the bottom one
Hope you bought your oven mitts
'Cause all my shit be hot as f*ck
How the f*ck I end up here, better yet
How the f*ck I do it in a year
Make that feel good music like I f*cked you in ya ear
Pause. No homo no David Allen queer naw
Tell me who the f*ck I'm pose to fear
If it's not god, cause judgement day is near
I wish I knew then, what I know now
Cause nobody can judge me, not even Joe Brown

[Chorus:]
Tell em f*ck em all
Ya'll know me
Same ol G
I told em f*ck em all
All these niggas hatin on me
Cause I'm the man of the hour, yeaahh

[Chris Brown:]
F*ck em all like I'm fresh out
Can't say shit cause you know what that press bout
Do it like I'm gwen stefani, give em no doubt
Call me cammando I'm goin all balls out
Pause
So the fans can applaud
Never take a break so I'm always on call
My duty is to do this, when I do it I be killin'
The sickest so I shit on everybody I be illin'
Nah nigga I'm cold, but that don't mean I'm chillin'
Got some bad shawties and they all ready and willin'
Fingers up to the world like I'm stone cold
Shit platinum records and I piss gold
Like a tiger in the freezer I'm a cool cat
I'm the reason why VIP in the club crack
I know you love that
So bring more bottles
And don't worry bout the tab, I got 'em

[Chorus:]
Tell em f*ck em all
Ya'll know me
Same ol G
I told em f*ck em all
All these niggas hatin on me
Cause I'm the man of the hour, yeaahh

[Deisel:]
Uh, f*ck em all haters talk a lot
Voices in my head tell me Diesel cop a bigger yacht
The black card said go 'head buy another drop
Garage lookin something like a foreign car lot
Wow, I swear I'm livin like monopoly
And it's hotels on every single stitch of property
Nothin in my wallet, then I'm shittin on the lottery
Ain't talkin twitter when I say yo girl follow me
Give me yo patron, before I perform
Got me spittin so smooth I'm a call it Drake Ramon
I'm on right now
The ladies on with me
Actin like they love me someone give these hoes a Emmy
F*ck em all cause I know they all let me
Shake they whole team feel like action in a SB
Or the heisman status on high man
How can I crash man when I'm flyer than the pilot

[Chorus:]
Tell em f*ck em all
Ya'll know me
Same ol G
I told em f*ck em all
All these niggas hatin on me
Cause I'm the man of the hour, yeaahh