F.U. lyrics

Turntable number one, f*ck you
Turntable number two, f*ck you
Turntable number one, f*ck you
Turntable number two, f*ck you

f*ck this, f*ck this, f*ck this, f*ck this
f*ck this, f*ck this, f*ck this, f*ck this
f*ck this, f*ck this, f*ck this, f*ck this
f*ck this, f*ck this, f*ck this, f*ck this

Why you f*ckin' around? Hey
Why you f*ckin' around?

f*ck you, f*ck you
f*ck you, f*ck you

We in the club and, uh, we in the club and, uh
We in the club and, uh, all the ladies look real fine
Some of you ladies need to holla (Yeah)
Some of you ladies need to holla (Yeah)
Yeah

All the brothers in the house
Somebody say, "Ooh" (Ooh)
Put your hand on your di*k, hold real tight (Ooh)
Put your hand on your di*k, hold real tight (Ooh)
Put your hand on your di*k, hold real tight
And then twist just like this, just like this
That ain't right, that ain't right, c'mon
That ain't right, yes, that ain't right, yes
That ain't right, yes, that ain't right, yеs
That ain't right, fool them, ayy

Ah-ah-ah, f*ck you
Ah-ah-ah, f*ck you
Ah
Ah

Throw the beat on thе bassline right

Hey, hey
Hey, hey
Yeah, man, yeah
Yeah, man, yeah
Yeah, man, yeah
Yeah, man, yeah

Keep in mind, I'm an artist, I'm sensitive about my sh*t

Dance, dance, dance (Ayy), dance
Dance, dance, dance (Ayy), dance (Hey)
Take all that, take all that
Take all that, take all that
I'm all in, I'm all in
I'm all in, I'm all in
I'm all in, I'm all in
I'm all in, I'm all in (Everybody)

That ain't right, that ain't right (Hey)
That ain't right, that ain't right (Everybody)
That ain't right (What?), that ain't right (Move)
That ain't right (Boom), that ain't right (Hey)

You say you know me, you say
You say you know me, you say
Feel like you know this
Feel like you know this
Feel like you know this
Feel like you know this

So if they ain't rushing in here with no new turntables and sh*t
'Cause these motherf*ckers need a gurney
Thank you, thank you, thank you
Oh, f*ck you