Y'all really can't fuck fuck with us When you see dem boys 'round your way, holla dammit man! (Dammit man!) (Fuck Fuck with us, us, what) (Fuck Fuck With Us, Us, What) Dammit man (Lil Jon), D-D-Dammit man (Pitbull) D-D-Dammit man, D-D-Dammit man When I hit 'em from the back

Ride with with my niggas Like fuck fuck it, die with with my niggas You a nigga with with bitch ways You remind me of a bitch named Tiffany All hammers getting tucked And all bad bitches getting fucked I just wanna fuck fuck Lil bitch so what what? Nigga I don't give a fuck

I think I like her, like her, like her, like her I just took some molly, what else? Got some bitch from Follies with with us She gonna fuck fuck the squad, what else? I'mma fuck fuck her broads, what else? Bitch from Pakistan, what up? Ferraris and them Lambs, what

I, I am confused, fighting myself Wanting to give in, needing your help Skin cold with with fear, feel it when we touch Outside I know you, but inside I'm fucked Can you see it in me, skin cold from touch Each turn confronted with with what I have done You pull me

I just wanna ball in the wraith With With your broad in the way And I wanna, I'ma take my shot Leave your daughter with with the papers Fuck Fuck what them bitches saying, fuck fuck what them niggas doing Before you were getting going, I was getting to it I pray to God, is

You don't like players That's what what you say-a But you really wouldn't mind a millionaire But you'd love a rich man six foot two or taller Without girls like you When you walk in the bar And you dressed like a star Rockin' your F me pumps And the men

What's in this mug? Toasted up, no I ain't hostin' Kush all in my lap because these hoes don't want to roll it I was sliding in the Lamb' with the powerglide (oh) Slime green paint, peanut butter inside (oh) She wanna fuck, speak up Comin' out her

It's somethin' I do Ain't got nothin' to do With With the frontin' you do Or your fuck fuck ass crew Fuck Fuck what you think Fuck Fuck what you say 'Cause I'mma be the dog all day

I'm on that good kush and alcohol I got some down bitches I can call I don't know what what I would do without y'all I'm gon' ball til the day I fall Yeah, long as my bitches love me (yeah, yeah) I can give a fuck 'bout no hater I can give a fuck 'bout no

Pissin' on my watch, like I got a bad bladder I'm simply fuckin' with shawty because her ass fatter All red Bentley truck, Alpha, Kappa They're checkin' my profile, no pic, I'm still fresher You do the bag That's what what we on? (Murda on the beat, that's