Fuck You
I see you drivin' 'round town with the girl I love
And I'm like, "Fuck you"
I guess the change in my pocket wasn't enough
I'm like, "Fuck you and fuck her too"
Said if I was richer, I'd still be with you
Ain't that some shit?
Although there's pain in my chest, I wish you the best
With a fuck you
Said I'm sorry, can't afford a Ferrari
But that don't mean I can't get you there
Yeah, he's an Xbox and I'm more Atari
But the way you play your game ain't fair
I pity the fool that falls in love with you
Oh, said she's a gold digger, just thought you should know better
Got some news for you
Go on and run tell your little boyfriend
I see you drivin' 'round town with the girl I love
And I'm like, "Fuck you"
I guess the change in my pocket wasn't enough
I'm like, "Fuck you and fuck her too"
Said if I was richer, I'd still be with you
Ain't that some shit?
Although there's pain in my chest, I wish you the best
With a fuck you
So do what you do, honey
But I got a warn you
I'm not the type of guy
Who waits around, no no, no no
One, two, three, four
I see you drivin' 'round town with the girl I love
And I'm like, "Fuck you"
I guess the change in my pocket wasn't enough
I'm like, "Fuck you and fuck her too"
Said if I was richer, I'd still be with you
Ain't that some shit?
Although there's pain in my chest, I wish you the best
With a fuck you
Nigga, I wish I never see your face
Get on back home one of these days
Fuck you
Ain't that some shit?
And I'm like, "Fuck you"
I guess the change in my pocket wasn't enough
I'm like, "Fuck you and fuck her too"
Said if I was richer, I'd still be with you
Ain't that some shit?
Although there's pain in my chest, I wish you the best
With a fuck you
Said I'm sorry, can't afford a Ferrari
But that don't mean I can't get you there
Yeah, he's an Xbox and I'm more Atari
But the way you play your game ain't fair
I pity the fool that falls in love with you
Oh, said she's a gold digger, just thought you should know better
Got some news for you
Go on and run tell your little boyfriend
I see you drivin' 'round town with the girl I love
And I'm like, "Fuck you"
I guess the change in my pocket wasn't enough
I'm like, "Fuck you and fuck her too"
Said if I was richer, I'd still be with you
Ain't that some shit?
Although there's pain in my chest, I wish you the best
With a fuck you
So do what you do, honey
But I got a warn you
I'm not the type of guy
Who waits around, no no, no no
One, two, three, four
I see you drivin' 'round town with the girl I love
And I'm like, "Fuck you"
I guess the change in my pocket wasn't enough
I'm like, "Fuck you and fuck her too"
Said if I was richer, I'd still be with you
Ain't that some shit?
Although there's pain in my chest, I wish you the best
With a fuck you
Nigga, I wish I never see your face
Get on back home one of these days
Fuck you
Ain't that some shit?
Credits
Writer(s): Ari Levine, Peter Gene Hernandez, Christopher Steven Brown, Thomas Decarlo Callaway, Philip Martin Lawrence Ii
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