f.u.c.k.y.o.u. lyrics – too $hort

(feat. mistah f.a.b., ms. hollywood, ginger)

[chorus – x2]
(f*ck you) n*gg* f*ck you too
(f*ck you) n*gg* f*ck you too
(f*ck you) n*gg* f*ck you too
n*gg* f.u.c.k. y.o.u.

[too $hort]
you finna get yo’ *ss whooped b*tch
you bout to get yo’ *ss whooped b*tch
we finna whoop yo’ *ss b*tch
you bout to get yo’ *ss whooped b*tch

[mistah f.a.b.]
on my mama yo’ hood ain’t sh*t
n*gg* on my mama yo’ hood ain’t sh*t
on my mama yo’ hood ain’t sh*t
yo’ hood ain’t sh*t, hood ain’t sh*t

[too $hort (mistah f.a.b.)]
man f*ck yo’ mama that punk *ss b*tch
(n*gg* what you say?) she ain’t nothin’ but a b*tch
n*gg* f*ck yo’ mama that punk *ss b*tch
(n*gg* what you say?) yo’ mama ain’t sh*t

[mistah f.a.b.]
f*ck that sh*t n*gg* what you wanna do?
n*gg* f*ck that sh*t n*gg* what you wanna do?
n*gg* f*ck that sh*t n*gg* what you wanna do?
n*gg* what you wanna do? what you wanna do?

[chorus – x2]
(f*ck you) n*gg* f*ck you too
(f*ck you) n*gg* f*ck you too
(f*ck you) n*gg* f*ck you too
n*gg* f.u.c.k. y.o.u.

[too $hort]
hit that n*gg* with a champagne bottle
hit him with a champagne bottle
man hit that b*tch with a champagne bottle
hit him in the head with the bottle

[mistah f.a.b.]
while you b*mpin’ yo’ gums i’ma bust yo’ sh*t
keep b*mpin’ yo’ gums i’ma bust yo’ sh*t
bumpin’ yo’ gums i’ma bust yo’ sh*t
i’ma bust yo’ head and bust yo’ lip

[too $hort]
one of y’all n*gg*z gon’ die tonight
you gon’ die tonight
n*gg* one of y’all n*gg*z gon’ die tonight
somebody gon’ die

[mistah f.a.b.]
n*gg* f*ck yo’ turf, i’ma put you on a shirt
n*gg* f*ck yo’ turf, i’ma put you on a shirt
n*gg* f*ck yo’ turf, i’ma put you on a shirt
everybody on your turf gon’ have your picture on a shirt

[chorus – x2]
(f*ck you) n*gg* f*ck you too
(f*ck you) n*gg* f*ck you too
(f*ck you) n*gg* f*ck you too
n*gg* f.u.c.k. y.o.u.

[ms. hollywood]
broke hoe talkin’ all that sh*t
you and your best friend got matchin’ outfits
punk *ss b*tch, tryin’ to look cute
if i pull that weave out then what you gon’ do?
b*tch f*ck you, i know where you stay
think you prettier than me, i’ll cut yo’ face
don’t call yo’ n*gg*, what he gon’ say?
keep f*ckin’ with me, you bout to get sprayed

[ginger]
silly hoe, who you think you f*ckin’ with?
you and that p*ssy n*gg* ain’t got sh*t
you dykin’ *ss hoe, want a dykin’ *ss b*tch
just mad ’cause i won’t let ya lick my cl*t
you wanna cut my face ’cause i’m prettier than you?
if i looked like you i’d wanna cut mine too
you nappy headed b*tch, i don’t need no weave
i would take your man but he ain’t got no cheese, so f*ck you

[chorus]
(f*ck you) n*gg* f*ck you too
(f*ck you) n*gg* f*ck you too
(f*ck you) n*gg* f*ck you too
n*gg* f.u.c.k. y.o.u.
(f*ck you)

/ too hort lyrics