Yo Gotti

Yo Gotti - Fuck You lyrics

rate me

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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