F**k Around
Yeah you know what bout to go down
Whole squad up in the section tryna fuck around
You gon hate me now, you gon hate me now
You gon hate me now, you gon hate me now
Coming for the pick ups I ain't gonna be late
We getting 30 different bottles when we buy out the place (Yeah)
We gon fuck around, we gon fuck around
We gon fuck around, we gon fuck around
Ain't a better feeling when they feeling the wave
I'm in the city where they say that everybody's awake
Man I be drinking while you sleep, we never taking a break
I always keep it well done I never make a mistake
Now I ain't worried how you moving but we moving to fast
No need to talk about the future, reminisce on the past
Never saying no to going out, how long can i last
Like I'm the biggest ball hog you know ya boy never pass (Ey)
You know the music go off
Go and take it all off
Let me show you all off, (Yeah)
We about to go off
Get the money all boss
Don't be acting so soft (Ey)
Tryna fuck around, tryna fuck around
Tryna fuck around, tryna fuck around
You gon hate me now, you gon hate me now
You gon hate me now, you gon hate me now
Coming for the pick ups I ain't gonna be late
We getting 30 different bottles when we buy out the place (yeah)
We gon fuck around, we gon fuck around
We gon fuck around, we gon fuck around
We gon fuck around, we gon fuck around
I'm gon tell the valet bring my car around
Tonight it's going down drinking 'til we drown
Tequila vodka brown you partying with the crown
Look at me I'm Frankie D
I can do the math it's you plus me
Looking for a queen that's who you must be
Navigating the curves, we all getting lucky
Running circles around em, can't see me in a Grand Prix
N64 150cc
Looking like Bowser in a bulletproof Audi
I'm doing what you can't and that is why you doubt me
(Yeah)
I'm with my Princess Peach
Laying out on koopa beach
And we puffin on some cheech (Ooo, wee)
Girl that body so soft
I knew that we hit it off
Baby won't you spend the night 'cause I'm
Tryna fuck around, tryna fuck around
Tryna fuck around, tryna fuck around
You gon hate me now, you gon hate me now
You gon hate me now, you gon hate me now
Coming for your spot and I ain't got all day
I hear em all talking but I don't really care what they say
(Yeah)
We gon fuck around, we gon fuck around
We gon fuck around, we gon fuck around
Whole squad up in the section tryna fuck around
You gon hate me now, you gon hate me now
You gon hate me now, you gon hate me now
Coming for the pick ups I ain't gonna be late
We getting 30 different bottles when we buy out the place (Yeah)
We gon fuck around, we gon fuck around
We gon fuck around, we gon fuck around
Ain't a better feeling when they feeling the wave
I'm in the city where they say that everybody's awake
Man I be drinking while you sleep, we never taking a break
I always keep it well done I never make a mistake
Now I ain't worried how you moving but we moving to fast
No need to talk about the future, reminisce on the past
Never saying no to going out, how long can i last
Like I'm the biggest ball hog you know ya boy never pass (Ey)
You know the music go off
Go and take it all off
Let me show you all off, (Yeah)
We about to go off
Get the money all boss
Don't be acting so soft (Ey)
Tryna fuck around, tryna fuck around
Tryna fuck around, tryna fuck around
You gon hate me now, you gon hate me now
You gon hate me now, you gon hate me now
Coming for the pick ups I ain't gonna be late
We getting 30 different bottles when we buy out the place (yeah)
We gon fuck around, we gon fuck around
We gon fuck around, we gon fuck around
We gon fuck around, we gon fuck around
I'm gon tell the valet bring my car around
Tonight it's going down drinking 'til we drown
Tequila vodka brown you partying with the crown
Look at me I'm Frankie D
I can do the math it's you plus me
Looking for a queen that's who you must be
Navigating the curves, we all getting lucky
Running circles around em, can't see me in a Grand Prix
N64 150cc
Looking like Bowser in a bulletproof Audi
I'm doing what you can't and that is why you doubt me
(Yeah)
I'm with my Princess Peach
Laying out on koopa beach
And we puffin on some cheech (Ooo, wee)
Girl that body so soft
I knew that we hit it off
Baby won't you spend the night 'cause I'm
Tryna fuck around, tryna fuck around
Tryna fuck around, tryna fuck around
You gon hate me now, you gon hate me now
You gon hate me now, you gon hate me now
Coming for your spot and I ain't got all day
I hear em all talking but I don't really care what they say
(Yeah)
We gon fuck around, we gon fuck around
We gon fuck around, we gon fuck around
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Writer(s): Andrew Amaya
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