Amy Winehouse lyrics

[Intro]
Okay, okay
Yeah, yeah
Yeah

[Verse]
Said you wanna take my b*tch, no way
Beat him 'til he dead, I'm p*ssed, yeah
Really might f*ck your b*tch
f*ck her right and might f*ckin' money dance in her clit
Girl, you got Chanel on your choker
Say, "X, boy, your di*k is a cobra"
I'm gon' f*ck your friends, girl, I told—, ayy
I'm gon' f*ck your friends, girl, I told ya
Just might, get the ski for the night
Just might, mix lean with the Sprite
Just might, get the ski for the night
Just might, mix the lean with the Sprite, b*tch
God damn, bars set in, I can't walk now
All that sh*t that you was talkin', boy, what's up now?
Got all these slits upon my wrist, like Amy Winehouse
Who gon' f*ck me, yeah, who (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Chorus]
I don't get mad no more
I just f*ck harder and harder and
I don't get mad no more
I just f*ck harder and harder and
I don't get mad no more
I just f*ck harder and harder
And harder and harder and harder and, ayy (Harder and)
[Outro]
God dammit, god dammit (Ayy), god damn, god damn (Yeah) (Yeah)
God dammit (Yeah), god dammit, ayy-yeah (God damn) (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
God dammit, god dammit, god damn (Okay)
God dammit, god dammit, ayy (Okay) (God dammit, ayy)
God dammit, god dammit (Uh-huh)
God-, god-, ayy, ayy (Okay, oka-, oh, oh-yeah, yeah)
God damn, god dammit, god dammit, god damn, ayy (Okay)
God dammit, god- (God dammit), oh, sh*t (Okay), okay
It's okay (Suck my di*k), suck my di*k