fuck um all lyrics – chris brown

“f*ck um all”
(feat. kevin mccall & diesel)

you know, this sh*t is really alot of hard work man.
shiitt who i’m kiddin man this sh*t too easy.
i’m in my zone baby!
two!

uh, f*ck em all like a orgy.
don’t remember none of they names they not important.

f*ck em! haha!
you know it sucks to be hated.
but it feels great!… to be loved.
and you have the haters keep talkin.
baby drew you feel me!?
dj drama!
breezy said f*ck em!

[kevin mccall:]
uh, f*ck em all like a orgy.
don’t remember none of they names they not important.
haters better stay in they lane i’m jeff gordon.
n*gg* i been fly, & ya’ll just boardin.

uh, f*ck em all like a orgy.
don’t remember none of they names they not important.

uh, f*ck em all like a orgy.
don’t remember none of they names they not important.

uh, f*ck em all like a orgy.
don’t remember none of they names they not important.
haters better stay in they lane i’m jeff gordon.
n*gg* i been fly, & ya’ll just boardin.
uh, all my sh*t be b*mpin.
f*ckin over n*gg*s like we layin in a bunk bed.
and i’m on the top bunk, while they on the bottom one.
hope you bought your oven mitts cause all my sh*t be hot as f*ck.
how the f*ck i end up here, better yet.
how the f*ck i do it in a year.
make that feel good music like i f*cked you in ya ear.
pause. no h*m* no david allen queer naw.
tell me who the f*ck i’m possed to fear.
if it’s not god, cause judgement day is near.
i wish i knew then what i know now.
cause n*body can judge me not even joe brown.

[chorus:]
tell em f*ck em all.
ya’ll know me,
same ol g.
i told em f*ck em all.
all these n*gg*s hatin on me.
cause i’m the man of the hour, yeaahh.

[chris brown:]
f*ck em all like i’m fresh out.
can’t say sh*t cause you know what the press bout.
do it like i’m gwen stefani, give em no doubt.
call me cammando i’m goin all b*lls out.
pause… so the fans can applaud.
never take a break so i’m always on call
my duty is to do this, when i do it i be killin.
the sickest so i sh*t on everybody i be illin.
nah n*gg* i’m cold but that don’t mean i’m chillen.
got some bad shawties & they all ready & willin.
fingers up to the world like i’m stone cold.
sh*t platinum records & i p*ss gold.
like a tiger in the freezer i’m a cool cat.
i’m the reason why vip in the club crack.
i know you love that.
so bring more bottles.
and don’t worry bout the tab, i got em.

[chorus:]
tell em f*ck em all.
ya’ll know me,
same ol g.
i told em f*ck em all.
all these n*gg*s hatin on me.
cause i’m the man of the hour, yeaahh.

[deisel:]
uh, f*ck em all haters talk alot.
voices in my head tell me deisel cop a bigger yacht.
the black card said go’head buy another drop.
garage lookin something like a foreign car lot.
wow, i swear i’m livin like monopoly.
and this hotel… property
nothin in my wallet then i’m sh*ttin on the lottery.
ain’t talkin twitter when i say yo girl follow me.
give me yo patron before i perform.
got me spittin so smooth i’m a call it drake ramon.
i’m on right now.
the ladies on with me.
actin like they love me someone give these hoes a emmy.
f*ck em all cause i know they all let me.
shake they whole team feel like action in a sb.
or the heisman status on high man.
how can i crash man when i’m flyer than the pilot.

[chorus:]
tell em f*ck em all.
ya’ll know me,
same ol g.
i told em f*ck em all.
all these n*gg*s hatin on me.
cause i’m the man of the hour, yeaahh.

/ chris brown lyrics