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I Don't Fuck With You (Remix) Lyrics - Artist : Futuristic
[Pre-Hook:]
I don't fuck with you You lil stupid ass rapper, I ain't fucking with you You lil, you lil dumb ass rapper, I ain't fucking with you I could murder every nigga in your whole fucking crew Think I be starting with you [Hook:] I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck I don't, I don't, I don't give a fuck Nigga, I don't give a fuck about you, or anything that you do Give a fuck about you, or anything that you do [Verse 1:] Whoa, I came in the game to deflate their egos Coming at your neck like a tie on a tuxedo Everything I do these rappers biting like mosquitoes Damn, I bet he mad that his sister want the burrito Hah, I only speak true stories, dude's corny Sorry, but there's nothing you could do for me I got two shorties, sipping two forties, in the booth horny They clean and wet, like a pool that got some new chlorine Uh, and rappers wanna be my friends now Always writing me letters just like we pen pals Until I do a show, and I take their ho From em, nigga why you trippin the world know that I've been wild I might crowd surf with my dick out Come to the show and get in the front row if you really just don't wanna miss out Sipping that vodka right out of the bottle I swear that it's all that I piss out Throw on a pizza then jump on a car, getting head in the bathroom then dip out And I don't fuck with square-rappers Only-got-fame-cause-you-got-some-good-hair-rappers Not really your passion, but your daddy made it happen Now you talking 'bout your struggles, while nobody fucking cares, faggot I been doing this shit way longer than you Sway I feel like Kanye, I feel like Andre I'm sipping bombay, my bottle blue So are your balls cause none of these broads are fucking with you [Pre-Hook] [Hook] [Verse 2:] Yo, talk is cheap, yet I'm making money for talking And saying fast words like a dude who sells at a auction Pregnant flow in the morning it make you noxious Opponents cross their arms, cause the know they going in coffins Yo, no losses on my team, my homies came to play You walk out the house, with your squad, it look like a gay parade Bitches crying when I take the stage I'm highly anticipated like the movie "Fifty Shades of Grey" I came to say, I paved the way, my state is full of followers A lot of rappers suck, and well, you're looking like a swallower My flow is hot, like rocking thermals in the summer Futuristic keep it shining like thermals on her stomach, gotta love it Getting murdered by a nerd without a budget And they talking and I bag them, like a girl with lot of luggage This game I fucking run it and I heard you got some crutches We eating over here, you couldn't get a McNugget, nigga Cold blooded my style is take no prisoners I'm getting chips and now they salty, where's the vinegar? Fuck all my listerners, I spread the message like a minister I'm tryna be notorious, like Christopher I really do this shit, I think they're starting to get it This show is 'bout to start, so you should probably get a ticket I really do this shit, my name is Futuristic, my name is Futuristic Said it twice in case you missed it, I don't fuck with you |
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