"Fuck You" lyrics

Fuck you
What's up, what's happenin'
This Weebie Trill Young Savage AKA Lil Baton Rouge
However you wanna me (Big Head Boy you stay yo ass outta jail)
Now look at the bad bitches nigga
Fuck them industry niggas
Niggas made it hard on me
But I'ma keep it in the streets
Long as I got my CDs nigga I'm straight
Ya heard me nigga, let's go this real nigga shit hah

Damn nigga how you do it like that
Make the gangster ass niggas bump to music like that
Make them bitch fine hoes shake their bootie like that
Twenty one row scrap with Lil Boosie it like that
Play mad games with me, I'll do ya like that
I'm a grown man, bitch, pursue me like that
Smoke nothin' but the best cruise and lay back
With some trill niggas that I knew just way back
Still young, I ain't caught my first murder case yet
Stay scrapin' and can't wait to push a nigga face back
Number one on 1-0-6, still around the racetrack
Still hangin' in the mix, where I ain't safe at
I'm on some foolishness shit with these Rutgers and shit
I'm on some run in your house bitch, you move and get hit
I can't take out my grill 'cause I can't take out this reel
I'm the savage shit thrill and from my heart man I feel

Nigga, fuck you, yeah, I fucked your bitch, nigga
Fuck you and you better not say shit, nigga
Fuck you, yeah, you be runnin' that shit, nigga
Fuck you, you ain't got none of that shit, nigga
Nigga, fuck you, yeah, I fucked your bitch, nigga
Fuck you and you better not say shit, nigga
Fuck you, yeah, you be runnin' that shit, nigga
Fuck you, you ain't got none of that shit, nigga

I did your bitch outta pocket, put some dick in her ass
I got a eighty four baritz and it's sittin' on glass
I'm a young pimp nigga with a whole lotta swagger
And I roll like a stone, like my name Mick Jagger
Pussy niggas can't fuck with the pimp in the savage
We gettin' sucked in every city, make a whole lot of cabbage
Gettin' head on the regular level ya ain't shit
Some real trill niggas for life up in this bitch
I never go to war without that motherfuckin' gun
Down south bitch we like DMC and Run
Like Chuck D say, "Bitch, my Uzi weigh a ton."
I might be on parole but bitch I'll knock out ya lungs
I come from the city where they sell cocaine
Ya get caught sniffin', niggas knock out ya brain
Leave a lump in ya lap, your tongue on your dash
So I bust seventeen and I smashed the gas

Nigga, fuck you, yeah, I fucked your bitch, nigga
Fuck you and you better not say shit, nigga
Fuck you, yeah, you be runnin' that shit, nigga
Fuck you, you ain't got none of that shit, nigga
Nigga, fuck you, yeah, I fucked your bitch, nigga
Fuck you and you better not say shit, nigga
Fuck you, yeah, you be runnin' that shit, nigga
Fuck you, you ain't got none of that shit, nigga

Fuck you nigga
My bloodline sicker
Make a quarter outta nickel, been like that since I was little
From the hood, where the killers keep them pistols smokin'
Swishas drink liquor bang a nigga
Southside gangster nigga
Fuck everything you goin' through, Badazz'll punish you
Show no love, love will get you killed, so here we come for you
Gats a gat a stack's a stack, my click they'll beast
It's goin' down where we roam, in the hotel suite
Old lady gone crazy, caught me rollin up three
Beat that pussy out her drawers and I put her to sleep
You bullshittin' with me, boy my nerves stay bad
Get one of my convicts out the hood to put that dick in ya ass

Nigga, fuck you, yeah, I fucked your bitch, nigga
Fuck you and you better not say shit, nigga
Fuck you, yeah, you be runnin' that shit, nigga
Fuck you, you ain't got none of that shit, nigga
Nigga, fuck you, yeah, I fucked your bitch, nigga
Fuck you and you better not say shit, nigga
Fuck you, yeah, you be runnin' that shit, nigga
Fuck you, you ain't got none of that shit, nigga

Fuck all y'all niggas
If you ain't rollin' with us
Fuck you nigga
Nigga makin' all these broad statements
You'll be on a motherfuckin' shirt
Nigga
Face the shit nigga
If your ass washed up you washed up
It's a new era nigga
For this gangster shit
And we don't play no games
Y'all niggas be rappin' 'bout that shit
But we put that tool on yo bitch ass nigga
Go shit yo ass down nigga
Garbage ass nigga
Bfi ass nigga
Nigga we got in this shit straight off you know
Real shit
We got in these streets our damn self
Nigga makin' these
We goin' let that shit go
But you know what
F-U-C-K. You motherfucker nigga fuck