F*** You lyrics

Who that, weezy b*tch
Like Sigel, you f*ckin' with the young don, people
Plus I'm tryna make a son, he gon' be the sequel
Muh'f*ckas better be peaceful, fo' sheezle
I get sums in lumps, like measles
My dough sick, on occasions, I catch seizures
I treat beef like burgers, just cheese you
And for that cheddar, hungry n*ggas'll eat you
We breeze through in the twelve with the judo eyes
b*tches, yell I wanna do those guys
Ain't that cold, you know sh*t f*cked up when you got banked at fo'
I'm nineteen and I got banked at O
That's the Bentley ma, that ain't that Rolls
But the price on that muthaf*cka ain't that low
Guaranteed that I'll bang that fo' if your f*ckin' with the dude
Big shout from Cash Money Records, f*ck You
f*ck you, f*ck you n*gga, muthaf*ck you
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Chains, nines, guns that's us
The slogan is "We will bust"
The rules our this our size
Cross it young n*gga and you will die
Pumps, ride guns, even 25's
Cash Money got this, don't even try it
Stay where you from, don't bring no static
If not, then semi-automatic
This is the payback, pus*y b*tch stay back
f*ck you, yo' mama, yo' daddy and where you lay at
What's beef, beef is when you f*ck with us
Guaranteed to lay yo' ass up under the bus
There's no one quicker than a hot boy n*gga
That'll get you with the knife or pow with the trigger
There's no one keaner with the chrome Sarafina
Murder ain't nuttin' but a misdemeanor
f*ck you, f*ck you n*gga, muthaf*ck you
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Fo' sho' n*gga, I'm gon' ride 'round my city and stunt my sh*t
If a n*gga don't like it they can suck my di*k
I got a Bentley, Jag, Rolls, Ferrari
Lambo' with no top I'm gon' ride tomorrow
f*ck a cutless, regals and rams V-12
Gotta have somethin' fast just to get out them jams
Got a big ass crib with a flow lil' f*ck
Got a roof all glass and that b*tch split up
Got a house built look like a Mercedes booth
Ferrari sofa set with the Lambo' wrench room
Leskitted up kitchen set and Rolls Royce wall
Jaguar floors and f*ck all y'all
BMW lights, projectors to watch fights
Caddilac Benz, white fox for threads
Chin cheddar for Chi tower, ain't that crazy
I don't give a f*ck homie, that's how I play it
Refridge designed like a Lexus with legs
In the fridge, it's quarters to replace the eggs
From me, fresh, and Weezy f*ck what they say
I'm Cash Money stunna n*gga and that's how I play it
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