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F**k N***a
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Hip-Hop/Rap
F**k N***a was released on March 21, 2014 by Endurance Music Group as a part of the album Re - Up
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AlbumRe - Up
Release DateMarch 21, 2014
LabelEndurance Music Group
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM59

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Waka Flocka Flame
Waka Flocka Flame
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
J. Malphurs
J. Malphurs
Composer

Lyrics

I said
You a fuck ****
You a-You a fuck ****
You a fuck ****
You a-You a fuck ****
You a fuck ****
You a-You a fuck ****
You a fuck ****
You a-You a fuck ****
I said
You a fuck ****
You a-You a fuck ****
You a fuck ****
You a-You a fuck ****
You a fuck ****
You a-You a fuck ****
You a fuck ****
You a-You a fuck ****
(I said)
Heard you were snitchin'
I can't fuck wit'cha
Just bought a FM for a fuck ****
I just bought that new (???) for you fuck ****
I just seen your main bitch, I might fuck with her
You ain't keep it real when your partner went to jail
Took the charge for you, you ain't even post his bail
I was in the 9th grade in Clay Co. busting bail
R.I.P. To Travis Scott, D. Marks(?) and fish scale
I don't fuck with rappers
I don't want no features
I don't do no swap-outs
You ain't living what you rap 'bout
Rap gang with me, so you know them racks out
And you know them sticks out, I call Bruce(?) to blow your brains out
I said
You a fuck ****
You a-You a fuck ****
You a fuck ****
You a-You a fuck ****
You a fuck ****
You a-You a fuck ****
You a fuck ****
You a-You a fuck ****
(I said)
Young, rich ****, I me
Southside living that???
Make (???) to that homie Flocka
Told (???) clean up the street
Even though we riding too deep
Got 60 **** under the seat
And another 100 on the back seat
You **** really don't want beef
Got 30 of the blue tip
30 of the red tip
Got 4 pistols posted on my hip
Greco, nino, I do not slip
Hit 'em with the chopper make her do a whole front flip
Say Drecco??? be on the whole fuck shit
(???) split, now I got a whole brick
Back in the trap still selling these nicks
Damn I'm special, I still on a **** dick
I said
You a fuck ****
You a-You a fuck ****
You a fuck ****
You a-You a fuck ****
You a fuck ****
You a-You a fuck ****
You a fuck ****
You a-You a fuck ****
(I said)
You a fuck ****
I don't fuck wit'cha
I don't trust ****
Run up out, bust ****
You a lame, I don't fuck wit'cha
You ain't heard that
Hit them with that 40 pussy **** bet you heard that
Bitch where them birds at I'm cooking dope
I feel like Richard Porter, rich off selling, cooking dope
We got that Perc we got that Xanax we got-gotta smoke
(???) we rolling off that molly, let's turn up some more
Everyday I roll that reefer
I feel like Wiz Khalifa
I got a foreign barbie with me, got some things to teach her
I got her singing like a choir, I feel like a preacher
No I don't fuck with lame **** so don't ask for features
I said
You a fuck ****
You a-You a fuck ****
You a fuck ****
You a-You a fuck ****
You a fuck ****
You a-You a fuck ****
You a fuck ****
You a-You a fuck ****
I said
You a fuck ****
You a-You a fuck ****
You a fuck ****
You a-You a fuck ****
You a fuck ****
You a-You a fuck ****
You a fuck ****
You a-You a fuck ****
Written by: J. Malphurs
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