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Fuck Around Video (MV)




Performed By: Sam Boee
Language: English
Length: 2:24
Written by: Samuel Mckinney




Sam Boee - Fuck Around Lyrics
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Don't f*ck around with me
I pull up on ya road nigga
And Ima run up in ya house
Without the code nigga
Then ima take ya hoe
I might just take ya gold nigga
And If ya feeling blessed
I might just take ya soul nigga
Don't f*ck around with me
Cuz I'll wipe ya nose nigga
Lemon squeezy easy peezy
10 toes hit ya
Ya hang around a bunch hoes
And now ya act just like em
Ya know I saw ya hit that bitch
I swear I saw ya fight her
Don't f*ck around with me
I only get dat cash nigga
Cuz I'll whoop cha ass
Like ya momma and ya da dad
A petty bitch she tried to set me up
I guess she mad
Cuz Ian wnna f*ck
With yo sweaty ass
Don't f*ck around with me
Them real niggas move In silence
Violence ain't the answer
I already thought about it
Don't f*ck around with me
Lil nigga if ya really wanna live
Cuz bitch ima virgin
So thats how many f*cks I give
Ya mess around and get messed around
Lil nigga
Ya mess around and get messed around
Lil nigga
Don't f*ck around wit me
Cuz ima test ya gangsta
I might turn ya to a dancer
Or into a singer
Kurt Angle you in danger
And ain't no talking bout it
Just know I feel like dropping bodies
Feel like dropping bodies
Ya f*ck around with me
I might just steal ya dishes nigga
Know you be in the kitchen
Cooking for them Bitches nigga
I taste ya food and I already threw up
Get ya hammers and nails
Cuz ya already screwed up
She f*cked around with me
I shoulda pulled da nine out
And blew her mind out
And then blew her spine out
And Ian talking bout da one dat that got the ammo
Cuz bitch I'm Sam Boee
I might just go Rambo
Don't f*cking talk to me
I think you might be snitching
Cuz If Ya f*ck around wit me
I might just loose my Christian
And when I'm dressed in all black
Ya know I'm on a mission
And Ion f*ck wit you niggas
Cuz you da opposition
Don't f*ck around me lil bitch
I know you lied on me
You was my ride or die
Well bitch I guess you died on me
Dont f*ck around with me
Cuz I know that you pussy nigga
Cuz I f*ck ya up
Just like I f*ck pussy nigga
Don't f*ck wit me
I'll deal with cha like a stack of cards
I might just take ya bitch
Swipe ha like a Mastercard
Ya mess around and get messed around
Lil nigga
Ya mess around and get messed around
Lil nigga
Ya mess around and get messed around
Lil nigga
Ya mess around and get messed around
Lil nigga
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Don't f*ck around with me
I pull up on ya road nigga
And Ima run up in ya house
Without the code nigga
Then ima take ya hoe
I might just take ya gold nigga
And If ya feeling blessed
I might just take ya soul nigga
Don't f*ck around with me
Cuz I'll wipe ya nose nigga
Lemon squeezy easy peezy
10 toes hit ya
Ya hang around a bunch hoes
And now ya act just like em
Ya know I saw ya hit that bitch
I swear I saw ya fight her
Don't f*ck around with me
I only get dat cash nigga
Cuz I'll whoop cha ass
Like ya momma and ya da dad
A petty bitch she tried to set me up
I guess she mad
Cuz Ian wnna f*ck
With yo sweaty ass
Don't f*ck around with me
Them real niggas move In silence
Violence ain't the answer
I already thought about it
Don't f*ck around with me
Lil nigga if ya really wanna live
Cuz bitch ima virgin
So thats how many f*cks I give
Ya mess around and get messed around
Lil nigga
Ya mess around and get messed around
Lil nigga
Don't f*ck around wit me
Cuz ima test ya gangsta
I might turn ya to a dancer
Or into a singer
Kurt Angle you in danger
And ain't no talking bout it
Just know I feel like dropping bodies
Feel like dropping bodies
Ya f*ck around with me
I might just steal ya dishes nigga
Know you be in the kitchen
Cooking for them Bitches nigga
I taste ya food and I already threw up
Get ya hammers and nails
Cuz ya already screwed up
She f*cked around with me
I shoulda pulled da nine out
And blew her mind out
And then blew her spine out
And Ian talking bout da one dat that got the ammo
Cuz bitch I'm Sam Boee
I might just go Rambo
Don't f*cking talk to me
I think you might be snitching
Cuz If Ya f*ck around wit me
I might just loose my Christian
And when I'm dressed in all black
Ya know I'm on a mission
And Ion f*ck wit you niggas
Cuz you da opposition
Don't f*ck around me lil bitch
I know you lied on me
You was my ride or die
Well bitch I guess you died on me
Dont f*ck around with me
Cuz I know that you pussy nigga
Cuz I f*ck ya up
Just like I f*ck pussy nigga
Don't f*ck wit me
I'll deal with cha like a stack of cards
I might just take ya bitch
Swipe ha like a Mastercard
Ya mess around and get messed around
Lil nigga
Ya mess around and get messed around
Lil nigga
Ya mess around and get messed around
Lil nigga
Ya mess around and get messed around
Lil nigga
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Writer: Samuel Mckinney
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