Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck You

you
This is for them hoes I hate
my French
But I wanna say

you
This is for them snakes smile in your face
my French
But I wanna say

you
Go ahead em why youre mad
Cause youre and youre sad
And nobody tryin to

you
So I just to say
F U C K

This next track is for them hatin ass and niggas
Kim
Who thought I was gonna rot in
This is Ive been waitin for
Who thought I couldnt do it
Thats the love hook, the right motherfuckin
Yeah, well the motherfuckin Queen is back,
Go hide a motherfuckin rock, fuck you

you
This is for hoes that I hate
my French
But I wanna say

you
This is for them snakes smile in your face
Pardon my
But I just say

you
Go tell em why youre mad
youre broke and youre sad
And nobody tryin to

you
So I just to say
F U C K you

Does my offend you?
You aint friends but they try to pretend to
in the grass tryin to strike against you
Tell em why your mad Im fly like Jet Blue

They even try to go through what Ive through
But they to catch up cause theyre in my rear view
I kick a ass in my Jimmy Choo shoe
But you ain't even settin up my hairdo

I tell this to you, go to hell
Youre sayin my name, tryin to get your shit to
And even though girl been away, got low like Chappelle
Im in the club, got everybody yellin

you
This is for them hoes that I
my French
But I wanna say

you
This is for them snakes smile in your face
my French
But I wanna say

you
Go ahead em why youre mad
youre broke and youre sad
And nobody tryin to

you
So I want to say
F U C K you

Go ahead tell em why mad
What you spend on your I spend on my Louis bag
Im high class, on 5th Ave
You keep the tag in clothes so you can take it back

Mad youre broke and you're lookin for a fix
But you want my autographs and you wanna a flick
Tell em why youre mad cause you lookin real
Jealousy is a disease and you real sick

Need to see a doc, youre a on top
Lotta bitches my spot but I got it on lock
Headed to the bank, Ima get it
When they in the spot, let everybody holla

you
This is for them hoes that I
Pardon my
But I just say

you
This is for them snakes that in your face
Pardon my
But I just say

you
Go ahead tell em why mad
Cause broke and youre sad
And aint tryin to

you
So I want to say
F U C K you

Kimbrel, Im sayin what I feel
You hoes than a three dollar bill
Now the Queens back, you already know the
Only time you gettin burned is youre on the treadmill

Its like they on their period
Tell why youre mad, go on tell em why you
You crack me up, don't nobody take you serious
I laughed at em, make Eddie delirious

here, dont hate me, hate the person in the mirror
So please that fake ass shit from over here
And evrybody put middle fingers in the air
And we gon them haters

you
This is for them hoes I hate
my French
But I wanna say

you
This is for snakes that smile in your face
my French
But I just say

you
Go ahead tell em why mad
Cause broke and youre sad
And nobody tryin to

you
So I want to say
F U C K you

you