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Yo Gotti - F*ck You Lyrics




F*ck you, F*ck you, F*ck you, F*ck you
(Tell a hater I said)
F*ck you, F*ck you (Pussy), F*ck you, F*ck you
Tell yo bitch I said f*ck

Me, Ass up Face down, one night only, I'm from out of town
Pound new rules, we ain't waitin' on it and if that pussy good
We spend cake on it, plane ticket, hotel, new bag, this Chanel
Giuseppe sneakers, his and hers, If you a hater I just got 2 words

F*ck you, F*ck you, F*ck you, F*ck you
(Tell a hater I said)
F*ck you, F*ck you, F*ck you, F*ck you
And Tell yo bitch I said f*ck

And them bitches that you came with, All in my section drinking
My shit, you ain't f*cking, you ain't sucking, Whatcha doin' ho?
Instagram and taking pictures You don't know me though. Damn, she
Say she a fan, Yea I understand but I wanna get in her pants
Cause she thick as f*ck, plus she licking her tongue out. She says
She don't f*ck with rappers, I'm like whatchuu tall bout, Bitch

F*ck you, F*ck you, F*ck you, F*ck you
(I got 2 words for you)
F*ck you, F*ck you, F*ck you, F*ck you
Tell a hater I said f*ck...

Haters, nigga mad at the paper
Big crib, ten cars, twenty acres
Twenty chains, ten watches, all my jewels
Lil' watch with the jest, don't let it fool you
I could school you how to look like money
Hustler of the year, could write a book 'bout money
Don't pop them bottles tryna impress them hoes
Once you reupof money better tell them hoes, bitch

F*ck you, f*ck you
F*ck you, f*ck you
Tell that bitch I said
F*ck you, f*ck you
F*ck you, f*ck you
Tell that hater I said
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F*ck you, F*ck you, F*ck you, F*ck you
(Tell a hater I said)
F*ck you, F*ck you (Pussy), F*ck you, F*ck you
Tell yo bitch I said f*ck

Me, Ass up Face down, one night only, I'm from out of town
Pound new rules, we ain't waitin' on it and if that pussy good
We spend cake on it, plane ticket, hotel, new bag, this Chanel
Giuseppe sneakers, his and hers, If you a hater I just got 2 words

F*ck you, F*ck you, F*ck you, F*ck you
(Tell a hater I said)
F*ck you, F*ck you, F*ck you, F*ck you
And Tell yo bitch I said f*ck

And them bitches that you came with, All in my section drinking
My shit, you ain't f*cking, you ain't sucking, Whatcha doin' ho?
Instagram and taking pictures You don't know me though. Damn, she
Say she a fan, Yea I understand but I wanna get in her pants
Cause she thick as f*ck, plus she licking her tongue out. She says
She don't f*ck with rappers, I'm like whatchuu tall bout, Bitch

F*ck you, F*ck you, F*ck you, F*ck you
(I got 2 words for you)
F*ck you, F*ck you, F*ck you, F*ck you
Tell a hater I said f*ck...

Haters, nigga mad at the paper
Big crib, ten cars, twenty acres
Twenty chains, ten watches, all my jewels
Lil' watch with the jest, don't let it fool you
I could school you how to look like money
Hustler of the year, could write a book 'bout money
Don't pop them bottles tryna impress them hoes
Once you reupof money better tell them hoes, bitch

F*ck you, f*ck you
F*ck you, f*ck you
Tell that bitch I said
F*ck you, f*ck you
F*ck you, f*ck you
Tell that hater I said
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Writer: Robert Rihmeek Williams, Mario Sentell Giden, Marco Antonio Jr. Rodriguez Diaz, Millie Jackson, Randolf Klein
Copyright: Lyrics © NEXT DECADE ENTERTAINMENT,INC., Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., DELLA MUSIC PUBLISHING, LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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