Yo Gotti - f** You lyrics

f** you, f** you, f** you, f** you (Tell a hater I said) f** you, f** you (p**y), f** you, f** you Tell yo b**h I said f** Me, Ass up Face down, one night only, I'm from out of town Pound new rules, we ain't waitin' on it and if that p**y good We spend cake on it, plane ticket, hotel, new bag, this Chanel Giuseppe sneakers, his and hers, If you a hater I just got 2 words f** you, f** you, f** you, f** you (Tell a hater I said) f** you, f** you, f** you, f** you And Tell yo b**h I said f** And them b**hes that you came with, All in my section drinking My sh**, you ain't f**ing, you ain't s**ing, Whatcha doin' ho? Instagram and taking pictures You don't know me though. Damn, she Say she a fan, Yea I understand but I wanna get in her pants Cause she thick as f**, plus she licking her tongue out. She says She don't f** with rappers, I'm like whatchuu tall bout, b**h f** you, f** you, f** you, f** you (I got 2 words for you) f** you, f** you, f** you, f** you Tell a hater I said f**... Haters, n***a mad at the paper Big crib, ten cars, twenty acres Twenty chains, ten watches, all my j**els Lil' watch with the jest, don't let it fool you I could school you how to look like money Hustler of the year, could write a book ‘bout money Don't pop them bottles tryna impress them hoes Once you reupof money better tell them hoes, b**h f** you, f** you f** you, f** you Tell that b**h I said f** you, f** you f** you, f** you Tell that hater I said