Luyện nghe bài hát I Don't Give a Fuck

I give a fuck about your Girlfriends
I don't a fuck about your Man boo
I don't give a fuck your friends
And friends ain't shit, and sometimes I can't understand you
I don't even why you page me
I don't even if I can trust you
Yo, is you it off?
Is you it off?
If not then movin' bitch, fuck you

I got a whole 'lotta problems that I gotta
Like 4 in the mornin' I get calls
They let it ring once, they let it twice
Damm, it rang twelve times, chickens right
Cussin' a sailor, fuckin' in trailors
Photoshoots, niggas did it and told me the head was realer
have did it boo, you shouldn't have did it boo
Now you forgettin' exactly how many you did it too
Cut you off, critical, gimme my space
I admit, I was the one that made the mistakes
The Fifty roamer
Had to the fake on her
Heavyweight, ringside seats in Nate's
Wait for her, it might take
But back home's where the fight takes
and scratches
Headlocks and
Screamin' at the top of her lungs, this bitch is
at ya, whats up with that shit?

I don't give a fuck about Girlfriends
I don't give a fuck about Man boo
I give a fuck about your friends
And your friends ain't shit, and sometimes I understand you
I don't even why you page me
I even know if I can trust you
Yo, is you jumpin' it
Is you jumpin' it
If not then keepin' movin' bitch, you

Hugs turn to kisses, kisses turn to
Engagement, marriage, divorce
acts, sinnin' thoughts
Secrets bein' out, soon as it happens the pigeons talk
I try to keep her close by, don't lettin' go
Let her who the fuck she wit'
any Man unless he's whipped
A messy script leads to domestic
All friends gettin' caught in our beef 'cause they thought it was

Dressin' in suits, I used to get you work
Checked your feelings, flipped on you first
Stripped down purse
One night I found your
Hidin' spots, look in all the places you thought I look
said shit, but dead shit immediate
Ripped out the numbers I needed to rip
Heated quick, did I had to do
Sat her down, she flipped it around, looked in my eyes and
this attitude

I don't give a fuck about your
I don't give a fuck about Man boo
I don't give a about your friends
And your friends ain't shit, and sometimes I understand you
I don't even why you page me
I don't even know if I can you
Yo, is you jumpin' it
Is you it off?
If not then keepin' movin' bitch, you

Some nights you might talk in sleep, pig Latin
Drunk, the mornin' actin' like I didn't happen
Should I cheat? give me reasonable
Is the next Man trickin' on you? huh? is he eatin' you
You're poppin' up mysterious gifts
When I ask you laugh, brushin' off the seriousness
There's nothin' worse than a bitch
With some friends
Six in a old BM
it to the limit
Ripped up seats with in it
on the rug
She give brains to all the
While she drives, somethin' dangerous love
Got a on both sides, no lie
Doin' the average hoes don't try
know why I'll never leave you?
You're intelligent, young, and
The definition of a bitch, some'll G you
Come and see you "Next!"
Right after ex

I don't give a fuck your Girlfriends
I give a fuck about your Man boo
I don't give a fuck your friends
And your friends ain't shit, and sometimes I understand you
I even know why you page me
I don't even if I can trust you
Yo, is you it off?
Is you jumpin' it
If not then keepin' bitch, fuck you