Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck You

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

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

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

you
So I just to say
F U C K

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

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

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

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

you
So I just to say
F U C K you

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

They even try to go through Ive been through
But need to catch up cause theyre in my rear view
I kick a bitch ass in my Jimmy 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 to sell
And even though your girl been away, got low like
Im back in the club, got yellin

you
This is for them that I hate
Pardon my
But I wanna 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 youre broke and sad
And aint tryin to

you
So I want to say
F U C K you

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

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

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

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

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

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

you
So I want to say
F U C K you

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

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

Listen here, dont hate me, hate the in the mirror
So please keep that fake ass from over here
And evrybody put your fingers in the air
And we gon tell them

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

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

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

you
So I just to say
F U C K you

you