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Slim Thug - Fuck You lyrics
[Slim Thug] 
As is, I aint changing for you suckers 
if you aint f-cking with me, f-ck ya 
and if you aint feeling how I feel, f-ck ya 
you bitches aint paying my bills, so f-ck ya 
I'mma boss, how bout low, ride out for the clique 
or you can ride with us or eat a sick d-ck 
I tell it how it is, them n-ggas speak fiction 
I gotta keep it real, that sh-t is an addiction 
so open up ya ears, all ya gotta do is listen 
then everytime you see me, I'mma pull the description 
if I say I got a Bentley than that bitch outside 
if I say the watch 50, ask my Jeweler if I lie 
Thug boss bitch 
[Chorus] 
I don't give a f-ck, if I do it's f-ck you 
if you don't like what a n-gga do, f-ck you 
that sh-t you n-ggas talking aint true, f-ck you 
we got our money right n-gga, what you wanna do 
I don't give a f-ck, if I do it's f-ck you 
if you don't like what a n-gga do, f-ck you 
that sh-t you n-ggas talking aint true, f-ck you 
we got our money right n-gga, what you wanna do 
[Lil Wayne] 
I don't give a f-ck, if I do, it's f-ck you 
run and do these holes like Maurice Jones Drew 
life on the edge, I want my jumpsuit 
my hoes keep their mouth closed like they suck glue 
Weezy in this b-tch, Thugga I got ya 
I'm all up in they face like the f-cking eye doctor 
f-ck with me wrong turn ya brains into pasta Slim Thug - Fuck You - http://motolyrics.com/slim-thug/fuck-you-lyrics.html
double barrell punk, it look like nostrils 
real n-gga status, real n-gga period 
you a real n-gga, now that's a conspiracy 
young money sh-t, you gon need some artillery 
science class n-gga, me and money got chemistry 
[Chorus] 
I don't give a f-ck, if I do it's f-ck you 
if you don't like what a n-gga do, f-ck you 
that sh-t you n-ggas talking aint true, f-ck you 
we got our money right n-gga, what you wanna do 
I don't give a f-ck, if I do it's f-ck you 
if you don't like what a n-gga do, f-ck you 
that sh-t you n-ggas talking aint true, f-ck you 
we got our money right n-gga, what you wanna do 
[Slim Thug] 
Aint no punchlines in my rhymes I'm like this and like that 
its just 36 lines of straight facts 
okay I take that back, 36 lines of crack 
now thats a brick hard n-gga can you buy that 
try that 
is that sh-t that you rap about real? 
okay tell me this, how many n-ggas you done killed? 
Okay, tell me this, is your clique really trill 
or you just get gassed on, these pay the bills 
the n-ggas tell the truth what would they be saying 
be caught up in the streets and be like I was just playing 
thats why they get robbed or set up for the slam 
I'ma be me even when I'm verse laying 
[Chorus]








