Fuck You
Bobby Ray (B.o.B.) Lyrics

Swag bombs in the sky, here I come
I'm about to make a grand entrance with all my confidence and style

Swag bombs in the sky, it's all over me
My swagger is oozing out of every pore and can't be contained

If I don't fuck wit' you then, I don't fuck wit' you now
If I didn't like you before, I still don't like you now

I was fuckin' her friend, now I'm fuckin' her now
I used to sleep with her friend, but now I'm sleeping with her

If you was my nigga then, then I fuck wit' you now
If you were a true friend of mine before, I'm still cool with you now

I fuck wit' you now
I like you now

It's a cold world when the cash rules
Money is the main priority and it can make people do unsavory things

When the cash rules, watch for the jack moves
Be careful when money is involved because people might try to take advantage of you

Watch for my squad, got me covered like tattoos
My crew has my back and will protect me like body art

Plus a nigga got cheddar like Kraft Foods
I have a lot of money like the popular cheese brand

Fuck wit' you, if you a real nigga, then I fuck wit' you
I like you if you're authentic and real

And if you got a problem, we could troubleshoot
If you have an issue, we can work it out

Send a text to your nigga, let him try to shoot
Tell your friend to try and fight me if you have a problem with me

Ball-hitter, now I'm right outside the W
I'm in front of the W hotel. 'Ball-hitter' is a nickname for a pimp

Wit' my shooter waitin' on you, hope you got another you
I have someone with me who is ready to use a gun if needed. You might want to bring backup

Ain't talkin' shit about what my lil' brother do
I'm not going to bad-mouth my younger sibling

Or get your ass hit up in the club wit' a double deuce
I might shoot you with a .22 caliber gun in the club

Hustle Gang, give a damn what a sucker do
I'm part of a gang that prioritizes our own success and doesn't care about what others are doing

Doors up in the verte Lamb howlin', fuck a roof
The doors on my Lamborghini open upwards, and I don't need to have a roof on it

Pistol on me even though ain't finna bust it
I have a gun with me, but I don't plan on using it

You could sure use some shit, I give a bitch a thousand bucks
If you need money, I'll give you a thousand dollars

She say she got a man, that's one thing
She told me she has a boyfriend, which I acknowledge

You don't spoke then, givin' a fuckin' about
But I don't really care about that information

Look at this this bitch wit' them fat ass hips
I see a woman with a curvy figure

Goddamn, girl, you could put a truck in your mouth
She has a very wide mouth

Ho forgot about her nigga after playin', a couple of rounds
She forgot about her boyfriend after flirting with me for a while

She was feelin', touchin' me, first she was suckin' me down
She was touching me and performing oral sex on me

Brah, what's up wit' you?
'Brah' is short for 'brother'. I'm asking someone how they're doing

You know damn well I don't really fuck wit' you
You're aware that I don't like you very much

Got the lil' shooter, go to shootin' when he touches you
I have a small gun and I'll use it if anyone threatens me or my friends

Fuck around, drop a bell on you
I might hurt or kill you

Take the plug, met 'em through
I'm going to rob someone I met through a mutual acquaintance

Kickin' (?) shit on my Margiela shoes
I'm walking on the street in my expensive Margiela shoes

Higher than this god, I replace you
I feel like a higher power and don't need you in my life

And my sister, she'll take you to fuckin' babysit her
My sister would pass you up for babysitting duties

Had your (?) money fittin' like a brave nigga
I had a lot of money, like a brave person

Margiela my mason and I need investigation
I'm comparing my Margiela shoes to the work of a mason, and they need to be examined

I don't fuck wit' twelve, though I'm bein' (?) racist
I don't like the police, but I'm not sure if that's considered racist

Diamonds in her white, don't hold the ticket in her (?)
She's wearing diamond jewelry that isn't necessarily hers

'Fore they put a new owner permanent vacation
Before someone else takes ownership of something permanently

Who the fuck wished I would stop (?)
Who wants me to quit doing what I'm doing?

We got haters, cuh, we got our own President
We have people who dislike us, but we also have a leader who supports us

She write her sweets on a drug, fuck your numbers
She writes her raps while under the influence of drugs and doesn't care about chart rankings

You a snitchin'-ass nigga, I ain't fuck wit' you never
I don't like people who snitch, and I won't be friends with someone like that

Say that's your bitch, I fuck the ho whenever
Even if you claim her as your girlfriend, I'll still sleep with her

I knew all my friends ten years, (?)
I've been friends with my crew for a decade or more

Came up sellin' crack, bustin' that chopper
I earned my money by selling cocaine and using a gun

Pockets on double cheese, that's a damn Whopper
My pockets are full of money, like the double cheeseburger at Burger King

First thing, nigga, I don't fuck wit' no copper
I don't like the police

Catch you boomin' in my trap, man, a nigga gonna drop
If I catch you trying to sell drugs in my territory, I might harm you