Fuck You

LETRA

Fuck You

Intro

Rub your titties if you got nice weave
(Memphis stand up, A-town stand up)

Verse 1

Fuck you, you's a pu*** ni*** anyway
While you talking bout me, tell em how I rode your face
Oh, Memphis 10 where we get it in
Money over everything, chicks be fuc*** just to win
First, 48 is the scene
I can kill a bitch dreams, have you seen me in my jeans? (Agh)
If that's ya ni*** tell him stay up off my ringer
Bout to cock it back, watch me shoot my middle finger like…

Chorus

(Jive Records I said)
(Michelle from straight from the ass blog, I'm like, f*** you, smellin like a fish market)
(You angry bitches I'm like…)
(I'ma get ya'll some t-shirts that say 'I Hate K. Michelle')
(All you hatin bitches)

Verse 2

Fuck you, and the bitches that you came wit
Why ugly bitches always wanna talk the most shit?
Dumb shit, sweet valley high shit
Really man, f*** you and ya whole clique
Im from Memphis
Jump a gate, slap a bitch
I ain't industry, and I ain't with that shit
I see alot of niggas, but not alot of men
All of a sudden, stranger bitches tryna be my friend

Chorus

(For real though, I-I don't know none of you hoes, I don't.)
(Tell Stylie Mell)
(To that flight attendant that didn't wanna give me another drink, f*** you, okay?)
(I don't really got no more beef you know, I mean, you get rich I mean-mean you ain't gotta talk shit)

Outro

(That's how we feel K?)
(agh)
(AGH)

Twerk, twerk, twerk twerk, Miley twerk
Twerk, twerk, twerk twerk, K. twerk
(I'm out)