F*ck You
2016
Demedecus mumes
Yeah
Fuck you, baby
Fuck you, baby
Mi love fi fuck you, baby
Mi love fi fuck you
Cocky go up inna your pussy, mi no waan fi tek it out
Mi love fi fuck you, baby
Mi love fi fuck you
If you fi ever gi' 'way the pussy, mi a go fuck you up
This a no sumn weh you fi laugh fah
Me push it in and cum to rasclaat
Big Alkaline run false start
Do no bother judge me, gi' me a last chance
Baby, you mek bag a things a go through me mind
Your pussy mek me waan live a Christian life
If a no gospel, Elvis cyaan call me fi voice
A no one, two, three again, a one wife
Fuck you, baby
Mi love fi fuck you
Cocky go up inna your pussy, mi no waan fi tek it out
Mi love fi fuck you, baby
Mi love fi fuck you
If you fi ever gi' 'way the pussy, mi a go fuck you up
Mi a sweat, you fuck, when you inna your short-shorts
Imagine if you did inna your draws-draws
Finger slip inna your pussy, then buddy after
Lock your eye when you feel it, oh-oh
Good suck, batty wash, what a brawta
Open your leg, mek me leggo some more water
Matter a fact, we no haffi fuck, mek we talk a
Talk about we feelings
Mi love fi fuck you
Mi love fi fuck you
Cocky go up inna your pussy, mi no waan fi tek it out
Mi love fi fuck you, baby
Mi love fi fuck you
If you fi ever gi' 'way the pussy, mi a go fuck you up
Two thousand and sixteen (-teen, -teen, -teen...)
Fuck you, baby
Fuck you, baby
Demedecus mumes
Yeah
Fuck you, baby
Fuck you, baby
Mi love fi fuck you, baby
Mi love fi fuck you
Cocky go up inna your pussy, mi no waan fi tek it out
Mi love fi fuck you, baby
Mi love fi fuck you
If you fi ever gi' 'way the pussy, mi a go fuck you up
This a no sumn weh you fi laugh fah
Me push it in and cum to rasclaat
Big Alkaline run false start
Do no bother judge me, gi' me a last chance
Baby, you mek bag a things a go through me mind
Your pussy mek me waan live a Christian life
If a no gospel, Elvis cyaan call me fi voice
A no one, two, three again, a one wife
Fuck you, baby
Mi love fi fuck you
Cocky go up inna your pussy, mi no waan fi tek it out
Mi love fi fuck you, baby
Mi love fi fuck you
If you fi ever gi' 'way the pussy, mi a go fuck you up
Mi a sweat, you fuck, when you inna your short-shorts
Imagine if you did inna your draws-draws
Finger slip inna your pussy, then buddy after
Lock your eye when you feel it, oh-oh
Good suck, batty wash, what a brawta
Open your leg, mek me leggo some more water
Matter a fact, we no haffi fuck, mek we talk a
Talk about we feelings
Mi love fi fuck you
Mi love fi fuck you
Cocky go up inna your pussy, mi no waan fi tek it out
Mi love fi fuck you, baby
Mi love fi fuck you
If you fi ever gi' 'way the pussy, mi a go fuck you up
Two thousand and sixteen (-teen, -teen, -teen...)
Fuck you, baby
Fuck you, baby
Credits
Writer(s): Calvin Broadus, Andre Romell Young, Devin Copeland, Barry Ridgeway Bailey
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