BATHGATE

BATHGATE - Fuck That lyrics

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[Bathgate]

Now everybody put your middle finger in the air

and repeat after me...(nah fuck that!)

I'm tired of bitches riffin and trippin (nah fuck that!)

You owe a nigga cause he went to prison (nah fuck that!)

You ain't giving head? Ma let me beat it

Oh you a sain't now but you pushing me to eat it (nah fuck that!)

All of a sudden Harlem ain't real like

We ain't up for money, and we started pushing grills? (nah fuck that!)

Everybody saying this and that like Bath be dat nigga

Dat be spittin on them tracks

Like, bullshit record labels

Who, come at me with offers

Like, eight fucking albums and you sure this just a hoax (nah fuck that!)

Fake bad bitches front when you holla

Cause you ain't in the fire, but you walking right beside us (nah fuck that!)

Ma don't let them front on you there

They ain't pay to get it done

but want they fingers in your hair (nah fuck that!)

Bitches with babies asking for dollars

Talkin how they get this Prada

But don't know they baby father

An shorty run around with Gucci on her feet

With a Gap outfit, like that shit is really sweet (nah fuck that!)

Niggaz who charge fifty is shitty (nah fuck that!)

Wack ass albums, nigga come get me (nah fuck that!)

Bath the hottest though, who fuckin wit me

Not that nigga in your box, you really think that nigga hot (nah fuck that!)

Some say that kid ain't nice, cause that song to hot

No that kid didn't write, like I don't ghost write

Like I don't flow tight, who that nigga

that just figure that he wont go like(nah fuck that!)

You know them broads who came at me wrong like

"Boo you look young," but don't know that I'm grown (nah fuck that!)

This is for my teams on the block

push green or da rocks 16's in them glocks (nah fuck that!)

Bitch ass cops with hand triggers (nah fuck that!)

Protect shit and air niggaz

Just a bunch of hate crimes like rape and Louima

And murdering Diallo spittin slugs for no meanings

And they feel its okay, when they set up O.J.

But they wanna bag Jay and Puff and throw the key away (nah fuck that!)

Hollywood rappers who never sold that

Get they jewelry, last week it was gone (nah fuck that!)

Bring back them 4.0''s everybody ain't rich to go add on the 6 (nah fuck that!)

Thats right you only live once

Fuck it, spend how you wanna go

Trick on them stunts, if you do a little Ex

Or, hit a few blunts

Get High! Get Crunk!

Have fun! Get drunk! (nah fuck that!)

Niggaz who come at you with tapes

Like, "It easy cause you signed" and they wont have to wait (nah fuck that!)

Hearing out every beat weight, when you find what you like

Shit, it ain't on the tape (nah fuck that!)

Look dogs I'ma be grave, fuck a feature they don't want

This shit is hot anyway, any day we can battle dog verse for verse

Fuck will I'ma curse, matter fact, FUCKIN JERK! (nah fuck that!)

Aye shorty, if you gon' get the Gucci shoes, get the Gucci outfit to match

Gap don't match with that shit ma...Ya heard?

Harlem is back, expect it and respect it nigga

but girl you got anything to say? NAH FUCK THAT!!!

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