Rick Ross - IDFWU (Remix) Lyrics

Ft. Big Sean & E-40

(Intro)
It's the black bottle boss
Ricky Rozay, and you're rockin' with Dj Sean Mack
Ayo Mac, put this shit in the casket
You're rockin' with the hottest
The muthafuckin' hottest

(Verse: Rozay)
She waitin' on the mailman with a tax check
Later on I'm comin' thru', I gotta tax that
Suge Knight on a bitch, hit and run
Kevin Gates on that ass, quick lunch
Pac-Man - Mayweather, Ross links eye(?!)
Vegas homies out at Lakers on the East Side
On the beats I'm a beast, Marshall Lynch
Chronic smoke off the corner clears my conscience
Lookin' betta than her friends, body like a Benz
Pussy good, now these days I gotta move her in
Flow's cashmere and the voice thick
SuperBowl, roll with a dopeboy clique
Double M, we neva on the fuck shit
If I ain't hit her, I was neva interested
Mob ties, no shirt, like Fat Tody
In the label with a cable and a gat on me

(Hook)
I don't fuck wit ya
You lil stupid ass bitch, I ain't fucking wit ya
You lil dumb ass bitch, I ain't fucking wit ya
I got a million trillion things I'd rather fucking do
Than to be fucking wit ya
Lil stupid ass, I don't give a fuck
I don't give a fuck, I don't I don't I don't give a fuck
Bitch, I don't give a fuck bout ya or anything that ya do
Don't give a fuck bout ya or anything that ya do

(Verse 2: Big Sean)
I heard ya got a new man, I see ya taking a pic
Then ya post it up, thinkin' that its makin' me sick
I see ya callin', I be making it quick
I'mma answer that shit like I don't fuck wit ya
Bitch I got no feelins to go
I swear I had it up to here, I got no ceilins to go
I mean fo' real, fuck how ya feel
Fuck yo two cents if it ain't goin' towards the bill, yeah
& erryday I wake up celebratin' shit, why?
Cuz I just dodged a bullet from a crazy bitch
I stuck to my guns, that's what made me rich
That's what put me on, that's what got me here
That's what made me this & errythin' that I do is my first name
These hoes chase bread, aw damn, she got a bird brain
Ain't nothin' but trill in me, aw man, silly me
I just bought a crib, three stories, that bitch a trilogy
& ya know I'm rolling weed that's fucking up the ozone
I got a bitch that text me, she ain't got no clothes on
& then anotha 1 text, then yo ass next & I'm gonna text yo ass back like

(Hook)

(Verse 3: E-40)
Got a million things on my mind
Executive deals online, limited amount of time
Chasing these dollar signs and ya ain't on yo grind
Ya might be able to find me up in the MGM casino in the D
Fuckin' off fetti I coulda put on property
From the Bay to the Murder Mitten, my niggas put murder missions
She choose him, that's her decision, free my niggas in prison
On the phone wit a bitch who can't do shit
Fo' a pimp but make a nigga hella rich
Got a blunt in my dental, goin' H.A.M in a rental
On my way, to Sacramento, late night, Arsenio
I'm neva sentimental, go hard or go home, listen
Barely Harley, I'm chromeless, ya might end up domeless
I bet ya she into me, her cheddar, she giving me
I make a bitch stand outside foeva like the Statue of Liberty
Rest in pimp, Pimp C, undaground king of the South
I raise my Styrofoam up, and pour sum' drank in my mouth
Why ya always comin' around wit bad news?
Say ya want me to win, but hope I lose
Ass neva rock wit otha niggas in the crew
But them niggas cool, it's just that...

(Hook)

(Verse 4: Big Sean)
I got a new chick that I gotta thank God fo'
I got a new whip that I gotta thank a lot fo'
Yeah I got a lot but want a lot mo'
Yeah we in the building but I'm tryna take it to the top floor
I swear I hear sum' new bullshit erry day I'm waking up
It seems like nowadays errybody breaking up
That shit can break ya down if ya lose a good girl
I guess ya need a bad bitch to come around & make it up
I guess drama makes fo' the best content
Errythin' got a bad side, even a conscience
Now you're drinking till ya unconscious, feel me when ya get a fine bitch
Just don't foget to read the fine print
Life got me meditating like I'm in the Himalayas
Keep it G wit the L lit on me like the elevator
Yeah, I know that karma's too real so I hope ya doing cool
But still stupid ass bitch I ain't fucking wit ya
Little stupid ass I ain't fuckin wit
I ain't fuckin', I ain't I ain't fucking wit ya
I ain't fuckin' wit ya
 

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