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F**k That
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F**k That was released on July 22, 2015 by Nicholas Bambrough as a part of the album I Never Left, I'm Just on Tour - EP
ReleasedJuly 22, 2015
LabelNicholas Bambrough
LanguageEnglish
BPM103
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Lyrics

PRE-CHORUS
Say it with me
FUCK THAT
FUCK THAT
FUCK THAT
FUCK THAT
FIRST CHORUS
You're boss calls you on your day off
FUCK THAT
Bills are piling up end of the month you say
FUCK THAT
Everybody in he place say
FUCK THAT..
(FUCK THAT)
FUCK THAT
(FUCK THAT)
FUCK THAT
It's tax season, so you owe the man
FUCK THAT
You get cheated on, so you say
FUCK THAT
Everybody in the place say
FUCK THAT..
(FUCK THAT)
FUCK THAT
(FUCK THAT)
FUCK THAT
FIRST VERSE
I'm in the fast lane passin' you assholes
Clashing like a Titian
Fighting for my right to party, ya'll
And I'll brall with the best of anyone of you
If you were a washroom
Then your skills are just a number two
I wonder who has the balls to step infornt of me
Stand up to my weight is where I ain't one to fuck with see
Run with me, cause I came to rock the party out
Follow with an aftershock that topples martigra no doubt
I wonder how anyone of you could last so long
I am like a porn-cock, your actions matches trekkie schlongs
I'm number one and number two, that leaves you three or four
Your consolation prize is waiting for you, find the door
GO!
Final score 10-0 for we
Been there, done that, your blueprint is from me
See you out of the road cause we out there a lot
FUCK THAT we rock the spot better than you take the cock
Cum strong!
Pre-Second Verse
SShhh
Alright so everybody gather around
I'm-a-na tell you a story
It's called, FUCK THAT!
SECOND CHORUS
You're boss calls you on your day off
FUCK THAT
Bills are piling up end of the month you say
FUCK THAT
Everybody in he place say
FUCK THAT..
(FUCK THAT)
FUCK THAT
(FUCK THAT)
FUCK THAT
It's tax season, so you owe the man
FUCK THAT
You get cheated on, so you say
FUCK THAT
Everybody in the place say
FUCK THAT..
(FUCK THAT)
FUCK THAT
(FUCK THAT)
FUCK THAT
SECOND VERSE
Let me hear the clap
Cause I keep the vibe comin'
Runin' every city that I come to and you love it
Trickle down the bass getting funky like a dumbster
DJ in the mix got you dancing like you're fuckin'
I'm rough rugged and raw with a bit of pop
Not shock or shook, so don't get it mistook
Hit you with a hook and a sick verse to follow
Not self-centred or other words shallow
I know myself and even better my abilities
The reason why they call me smart yeah, you feelin' me
FUCK THAT if you ain't
You're like a Latter-day Saint
Don't say you are what you ain't
You're like a fart then a stain
From scrodum to taint your tongue will follow
Holler at your boy sometime after tomorrow
Battle cat that'll have you on the mat in three seconds
YES! With or without my weapons
No vengonus just straight to the heart of it
I'm better than the best an I haven't even started yet
Toured with vets and I learnt as I go along
Soon I found myself being the one that THEY depended on
Now I'm strong with the knowledge of an army
Mentored by the best, invested so they will sign me
Come find me, I be the one doin' somethin'
In the swing of things, well, if you ain't than
FUCK THAT
THIRD CHORUS X2
POST-CHORUS
Your boss calls you
FUCK THAT
You get cheated
FUCK THAT
Bills are up
FUCK THAT
FUCK THAT
(Continued to fade)
Written by: Gramatik, Nic Bambrough
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