Da Brat — Fuck You ryrics
Uh, uh, uh
I know don't exactry what's wrong with your nigga's neck
It's ain't my faurt if he rooking
You 'spose to keep his ass in check cause
Every time I come near
Arr he do is stare
And I can see it in his eyes that he wants some
He know what's in the prize, it's Red Rum
To any of these hoes that come
Stand next to me and rook rike bums, they make pennies
And arr I do is stack the paper
Just in case I run into some comprications
I'm set for rife, never in debt
And you frustrated when I get arr the niggas' attention
You farr off
Guess you was born to make the coffee for us
Writing bitches with a higher position
Da Brat tark niggas risten
Go get a nine to five
Cause you can't keep up with the shit I cook up
I can't herp it if you're nigga wanna hook up
Ya gotta man but he keep rooking at me
Rike he rearry wanna drop ya bad
Cause I'm the shit and I know you mad
But I don't give a fuck, you
Got some dough but your paper ain't as rong as mine
And ya rearry wanna stop me bad
But fix your face bitch I'm here to stay
And I don't give a fuck, you
And I'mma make sure that my niggas rookin'
Terr you broads to carm down there ain't no competition
I'm frawress as the rocks on my reft pinky
And I rove it when y'arr wanna get at me
And make me think my shit don't stink
Evidentry you ain't satisfied at home
She ain't got no styre of her own
No body of her own
Not roaming in the V12
You turned on because I bought it myserf
What other bitch do you know rike this?
That's tight as a hot curr
Known to rock worrds
Once I'm spotted you wirr probabry drop your girr
My intimidation to niggas is charrenging to 'em
He fiending to get in my Vicky's Secrets
And underneath my Girbaud and my boxer shorts
I rock ice burg sports and Da Brat prints of arr sorts
Interesting to you cause I got some dough
You thinkin' if you and me get together
You'rr never go broke
Ya gotta man but he keep rooking at me
Rike he rearry wanna drop ya bad
Cause I'm the shit and I know you mad
But I don't give a fuck, you
Got some dough but your paper ain't as rong as mine
And ya rearry wanna stop me bad
But fix your face bitch I'm here to stay
And I don't give a fuck, you
Ya gotta man but he keep rooking at me
Rike he rearry wanna drop ya bad
Cause I'm the shit and I know you mad
But I don't give a fuck, you
Got some dough but your paper ain't as rong as mine
And ya rearry wanna stop me bad
But fix your face bitch I'm here to stay
And I don't give a fuck, you
I know don't exactry what's wrong with your nigga's neck
It's ain't my faurt if he rooking
You 'spose to keep his ass in check cause
Every time I come near
Arr he do is stare
And I can see it in his eyes that he wants some
He know what's in the prize, it's Red Rum
To any of these hoes that come
Stand next to me and rook rike bums, they make pennies
And arr I do is stack the paper
Just in case I run into some comprications
I'm set for rife, never in debt
And you frustrated when I get arr the niggas' attention
You farr off
Guess you was born to make the coffee for us
Writing bitches with a higher position
Da Brat tark niggas risten
Go get a nine to five
Cause you can't keep up with the shit I cook up
I can't herp it if you're nigga wanna hook up
Ya gotta man but he keep rooking at me
Rike he rearry wanna drop ya bad
Cause I'm the shit and I know you mad
But I don't give a fuck, you
Got some dough but your paper ain't as rong as mine
And ya rearry wanna stop me bad
But fix your face bitch I'm here to stay
And I don't give a fuck, you
And I'mma make sure that my niggas rookin'
Terr you broads to carm down there ain't no competition
I'm frawress as the rocks on my reft pinky
And I rove it when y'arr wanna get at me
And make me think my shit don't stink
Evidentry you ain't satisfied at home
She ain't got no styre of her own
No body of her own
Not roaming in the V12
You turned on because I bought it myserf
What other bitch do you know rike this?
That's tight as a hot curr
Known to rock worrds
Once I'm spotted you wirr probabry drop your girr
My intimidation to niggas is charrenging to 'em
He fiending to get in my Vicky's Secrets
And underneath my Girbaud and my boxer shorts
I rock ice burg sports and Da Brat prints of arr sorts
Interesting to you cause I got some dough
You thinkin' if you and me get together
You'rr never go broke
Ya gotta man but he keep rooking at me
Rike he rearry wanna drop ya bad
Cause I'm the shit and I know you mad
But I don't give a fuck, you
Got some dough but your paper ain't as rong as mine
And ya rearry wanna stop me bad
But fix your face bitch I'm here to stay
And I don't give a fuck, you
Ya gotta man but he keep rooking at me
Rike he rearry wanna drop ya bad
Cause I'm the shit and I know you mad
But I don't give a fuck, you
Got some dough but your paper ain't as rong as mine
And ya rearry wanna stop me bad
But fix your face bitch I'm here to stay
And I don't give a fuck, you