Yo Gotti - Fuck You Lyrics

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
Tell a hater I said
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
Tell yo bitch I said
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you

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 pussy 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
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
Tell a hater I said
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
And tell yo bitch I said
Fuck you
And them bitches that you came with
All in my section drinking my shit
You ain’t fucking, you ain’t sucking
Whatcha doin’ hoe?
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 fuck, cause she licking her tounge out
She says she don’t fuck with rappers
I’m like whatchuu talm bout
Bitch
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
I got 2 words for ya
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
Tell a hater I said
Fuuuuuuuuuuuck you

Haters, niggas mad at the paper
Big crib, 10 cars, 20 acres
20 chains 10 watches I’m a juug'
Little watch with a chip don’ let it fool ya
Look I could school you how to look like money
Hustler of the year ; could write a book bout money
Don’t pop them bottles trying to 'press them hoes
Witcha re-up money.. better tell them hoes bitch
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
Tell yo bitch I said
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
Tell a hater I said
Fuck you

Thanks to Redd for correcting these lyrics
 

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