Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck You

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

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

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

you
So I just to say
F U C K

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

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

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

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

you
So I just to say
F U C K you

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

even try to go through what Ive been through
But they need to catch up theyre in my rear view
I a bitch ass in my Jimmy Choo shoe
But you even worth 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 your girl away, got low like Chappelle
Im back in the club, got everybody

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

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

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

you
So I want to say
F U C K you

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

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

Need to see a doc, a girl 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 I hate
my French
But I wanna say

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

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

you
So I want to say
F U C K you

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

Its like they on their period
Tell why youre mad, go on tell em why you
You chicks crack me up, don't take you serious
I laughed at em, make Eddie Murphy

Listen here, hate me, hate the person in the mirror
So please keep that fake ass shit from over
And put your middle fingers in the air
And we gon tell haters

you
This is for them that I hate
Pardon my
But I wanna say

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

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

you
So I want to say
F U C K you

you