Luyện nghe bài hát fu*k You

{Hi baby, I know under a lot of pressure at your work and all
And I do understand, you have no idea how I understand
But you don't have any idea how much I love you
I love you so much, I about you, I feel you in my arms
I miss you, I you terribly
I've just always someone like you in my life
I love you so much, that I'd do anything, I'd do
be your perfect woman for you}

I just fuck bad bitches
All nights I never had bitches
Now I'm all up in ass bitches
Mad at boyfriend, ain't 'cha?

a bad girl, gotta spank ya
Gotta ya for that head clinic
Explicit, photogenic
And tell your friends where the at
Where they can get hit and won't get back to they soul

Before you kiss 'em use
She swallowed it! Yeah the bitch the whole eight
And ran with it, let Mel-Man hit it
And Hit the Man hit it; bitches

Man, this is what I'm about
Chicken-head, chicken-fed, with a dick in mouth
Out and about with your like it never took place
(Airtouched)
time you need a taste

I just fuck you
No touchin' and rubbin' girl, you got a husband who you
Don't need you all in
I wanna fuck you
We can't be kissin' and girl, you got a husband who loves you
You to give him your quality time

You got the number, it's on you to make the
You know I cum quick, help you your walls
Cut your backyard, don't have to act hard to get the
And if I'm goin' too far, I it out and wipe it off

And put it back up, and going
You tryin' to hide it from your husband but I he be knowin'
That your been tampered with
Did you him the new trick of
How you can make it a cancer stick

You be workin' it a dancer bitch, it's hard on me
Not to you all of my time, that you want
You can give me head, but keep the breakfast in bed
I'd spend my mornin' diggin' through some records instead

But, tonight, I guess it'd be aight if we can bases
somewhere and exchange some fuck faces
I know your man's lookin' for ya, always tryin to run ya
Don't worry bout me handcuffin' girl cause I just wanna fuck
Fuck

On the tip, on some creep shit
So whatcha gon' do, ya freak
You, actin', like you don't do
the kinda bitch I hate fuckin' with

"Baby was a virgin" that's she said
So I gave her some Hennesey, she me some head
I fucked her on the flo', so I wouldn't up my bed
Then lil' dead put his dick on her head

Take that bitch home, and her a bone
And her the number to my cellular phone
Man, she blowin' up my pager, the shit's gettin'
A favor for a favor, this dick is I gave her

to go by, and bitches know why
Stuff dick in they mouth, and I'm out
(See ya!)
Twenty-fo' seven, Dre, Snoop, and
We servin' these hoes, and never lovin' hoes, beotch!

I just wanna you
No touchin' and girl, you got a husband who loves you
Don't you all in mine
I just fuck you
We can't be kissin' and huggin' girl, you got a husband who you
You need to give him quality time