Fkku
(I do love you)
Fkku
Fkku, and even your stank, funny-looking, rank-ass, ugly baby (I do love you)
I hope they come up with a new ass whopping just for you
That some scientists gather a group, and they do research (I do love you), and they use tax dollars and everything in a secret lab and they--they test and they product develop every little thing to find a new and inventive way to whoop your ass
That's what I hope (I do love you)
I hope there's a new way to put my foot up your ass one day
We got fucking talking watches now (I do love you) and I hope they come--that as soon as they have the flying car, they have a new way to whoop your ass
I hope somebody comes in your house and pisses all over everything
And haphazardly, their piss is very flammable
And they light that bitch up
And your house burns to the fucking ground (I do love you)
I mean to dust
I've been close to moving you out the way
But I still love you, ohh (I do love you)
Yeah
Sometimes you drive a nigga crazy, but I still fucks with you (I do love you)
I really do, whoa, yeah
Uh
This is the new shit
Yeah, might have to peel that sticker off of that bitch
Fkku
Fkku, and even your stank, funny-looking, rank-ass, ugly baby (I do love you)
I hope they come up with a new ass whopping just for you
That some scientists gather a group, and they do research (I do love you), and they use tax dollars and everything in a secret lab and they--they test and they product develop every little thing to find a new and inventive way to whoop your ass
That's what I hope (I do love you)
I hope there's a new way to put my foot up your ass one day
We got fucking talking watches now (I do love you) and I hope they come--that as soon as they have the flying car, they have a new way to whoop your ass
I hope somebody comes in your house and pisses all over everything
And haphazardly, their piss is very flammable
And they light that bitch up
And your house burns to the fucking ground (I do love you)
I mean to dust
I've been close to moving you out the way
But I still love you, ohh (I do love you)
Yeah
Sometimes you drive a nigga crazy, but I still fucks with you (I do love you)
I really do, whoa, yeah
Uh
This is the new shit
Yeah, might have to peel that sticker off of that bitch
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Writer(s): Brandon Paak Anderson, Glen Earl Boothe
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