K. Michelle - f** You (Datpiff Exclusive) lyrics

Intro Rub your titties if you got nice weave (Memphis stand up, A-town stand up) Verse 1 f** you, you's a p**y n***a anyway While you talking bout me, tell em how I rode your face Oh, Memphis 10 where we get it in Money over everything, chicks be f**in just to win First, 48 is the scene I can k** a b**h dreams, have you seen me in my jeans? (Agh) If that's ya n***a tell him stay up off my ringer Bout to co*k it back, watch me shoot my middle finger like… Chorus (Jive Records I said) (Michelle from straight from the a** blog, I'm like, f** you, smellin like a fish market) (You angry b**hes I'm like…) (I'ma get ya'll some t-shirts that say 'I Hate K. Michelle') (All you hatin b**hes) Verse 2 f** you, and the b**hes that you came wit Why ugly b**hes always wanna talk the most sh**? Dumb sh**, sweet valley high sh** Really man, f** you and ya whole clique Im from Memphis Jump a gay, slap a b**h I ain't industry, and I ain't with that sh** I see alot of n***as, but not alot of men All of a sudden, stranger b**hes tryna be my friend Chorus (For real though, I-I don't know none of you hoes, I don't.) (Tell Stylie Mell) (To that flight attendant that didn't wanna give me another drink, f** you, okay?) (I don't really got no more beef you know, I mean, you get rich I mean-mean you ain't gotta talk sh**) Outro (That's how we feel K?) (agh) (AGH) Twerk, twerk, twerk twerk, Miley twerk Twerk, twerk, twerk twerk, K. twerk (I'm out)