Fuck You
Too $hort & Mistah FAB Lyrics
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[Chorus 2x: Petey Pablo + N.O.R.E.]
Can't fuck with us! Every car that we in
Can't fuck with us! You see it's somethin like a sin
Can't fuck with us! Man, you gotta show love
Can't fuck with us! Pimp player gangster or thug
[Verse One: N.O.R.E.]
Yo, I'm Too $hort to bitches, fuckin with Poppalicious
Nore holdin it down and bust biscuits (buck buck buck)
New York crime scene things get risk-us (uh oh)
Until I fuckin grow them old man whiskers, I'ma
stay on the block like Rocky, I'm papi
Throwin batteries in the sock and rock aqui
Noreaga plus I got my Famous Player card
Himalaya, who the mayor, bitches St. Bernard - shit
Stuck in love, since you got doo-doo
Until I met Good Game and Pimp JuJu
Taught me how to sell mooshu, in a Azuzu
Go hard, thinkin you hard, I'm Monster Cody-ium
At the Hip-Hop Summit, catch 'em at the podium
But yo, you know how that go, gotta make the papes so
Pimpin on a bitch hard, never catch a case doe
Boot to your side, to your back, to your face
[Chorus]
[Verse Two: Petey Pablo]
As I'm rollin with my homey down on the side
Petey Pab', Short Dawg in a low-ride
'Bout to take a trip up to the Eastside
Whattup Nore? Give your boy half on a hoe pie
I love to rock the crowd
Take my shirt off, let my chest bounce around
Got missin for a minute but I'm back now
Time to give some of these sissies here the hush mouth
You've been waitin and anticipatin oh-so-long
Starvin like Marvin for a Petey song
Tired of Carolina bein stepped on, stepped over
Next time, I'ma get the award
Or I'ma beat the nigga ass who won
I ain't gon' wait for the camera to cut
I'ma light him up
Dem jab, right cross, dem uppercut
Y'all niggaz can't fuck with us, a huh huh, huh huh
[Chorus]
[Verse Three: Too $hort]
I'm doin donuts at the light, I ain't got no sense
I drive crazy, cause they can't stop no pimp
On my way to nowhere, drivin hella fast
And everytime I see a cop, I give it hella gas
I swerved doin 40 in a curve
But I whiffed them other suckers still smokin on my herb
Man I got this, now I'm doin 60 on a backstreet
Knowin this hound wants to lick me
She won't give up, I keep goin
You wonder how these old-ass hoes keep hoein
It's the game; that's what I put in these women
From the beginnin to the endin
That's why these old-ass pimps keep pimpin
And these broke-ass hoes be limpin
Cain't get right, fucked up your life
Nigga mad he ain't ballin tonight
[Chorus]
[Too $hort]
(Can't fuck with us!) Can't fuck with me
(Can't fuck with us!) Can't fuck with the real ones nigga
(Can't fuck with us!) Lil beotch
(Can't fuck with us!) Can't fuck with a real G
(Can't fuck with us!) They can't fuck with us man
(Can't fuck with us!)
(Can't fuck with us!) Don't even try it
(Can't fuck with us!) Nah nah nigga, this ain't for you
In the song "Fuck You" by Too $hort and Mistah FAB, the chorus emphasizes that no one can mess with them, regardless of their status or style. N.O.R.E. starts the first verse by saying that he's too short to deal with women, and he's involved with Poppalicious. He straight-up warns that things can get risky in New York City. He raps about continuing to stay on the block and throw batteries in socks to stay tough. He talks to the ladies and says he's comfortable being a pimp while reminiscing over previous relationships. Petey Pablo jumps in the second verse, rapping about hanging out with his homies and going on a ride. He says it's time for him to come back and rock the crowd by taking his shirt off. He asserts that he's fed up with Carolina being overlooked and mistreated.
Finally, Too $hort finishes with a verse about driving crazy and evading the cops. He emphasizes that the game is all about putting women under control, and that the contest is about taking them from the beginning to the end. In the chorus, the rappers continue to repeat that no one can mess with them, whether they are pimps, gangsters, players, or thugs. The lyrics of this song have a very offensive and derogatory tone, promote sexism, exploitation of women, and drug use.
Line by Line Meaning
Can't fuck with us! Every car that we in
We're untouchable no matter what car we're in
Can't fuck with us! You see it's somethin like a sin
It's a sin to even try to mess with us
Can't fuck with us! Man, you gotta show love
You can't go against us, you need to show respect
Can't fuck with us! Pimp player gangster or thug
No matter what sort of criminal you are, we're invincible
Yo, I'm Too $hort to bitches, fuckin with Poppalicious Nore holdin it down and bust biscuits (buck buck buck)
As a famous rapper, Too $hort doesn't mess with small-time women and Noreaga is always ready to shoot
New York crime scene things get risk-us (uh oh)
The crime rate in New York is very risky
Until I fuckin grow them old man whiskers, I'ma stay on the block like Rocky, I'm papi
Until I get old, I'll continue to stay on the block like a gangster and be called papi
Throwin batteries in the sock and rock aqui
I'm putting batteries in my sock and hitting my opponents
Noreaga plus I got my Famous Player card Himalaya, who the mayor, bitches St. Bernard - shit
Noreaga has a Famous Player card and is an influential gangster. He's on top of the world
Stuck in love, since you got doo-doo Until I met Good Game and Pimp JuJu
I was stuck in a hard place until I met these two influential people in the game, they taught me how to make money
Taught me how to sell mooshu, in a Azuzu Go hard, thinkin you hard, I'm Monster Cody-ium
They taught me how to sell drugs and be tough, like Monster Kody
At the Hip-Hop Summit, catch 'em at the podium
I'll catch my enemies at the Hip-Hop Summit
But yo, you know how that go, gotta make the papes so Pimpin on a bitch hard, never catch a case doe
You know how it goes, I need to make money so I'm pimpin hard and avoiding getting caught by the law
Boot to your side, to your back, to your face
I'll kick your ass from every angle
As I'm rollin with my homey down on the side Petey Pab', Short Dawg in a low-ride
I'm cruising in a car with my homies
'Bout to take a trip up to the Eastside Whattup Nore? Give your boy half on a hoe pie
We're heading to the Eastside to get women and Noreaga is asked to chip in
I love to rock the crowd Take my shirt off, let my chest bounce around
I love performing and will even take my shirt off for the crowd
Tired of Carolina bein stepped on, stepped over Next time, I'ma get the award
Carolina is always overlooked, but next time I'll make sure to win an award
Or I'ma beat the nigga ass who won I ain't gon' wait for the camera to cut
If I don't win I'll beat the person who did, I won't wait for the TV cameras to turn off
I'ma light him up Dem jab, right cross, dem uppercut
I'll punch the person to light them up
Y'all niggaz can't fuck with us, a huh huh, huh huh
We're untouchable and unbeatable
I'm doin donuts at the light, I ain't got no sense
I'm reckless and spinning my car in circles at a traffic light
I drive crazy, cause they can't stop no pimp On my way to nowhere, drivin hella fast
I drive crazy because nobody can stop me from being a successful pimp, speedily driving aimlessly
And everytime I see a cop, I give it hella gas I swerved doin 40 in a curve
I speed up whenever I see a cop and even swerve at high speeds
But I whiffed them other suckers still smokin on my herb
I evaded the police and am now smoking weed
Man I got this, now I'm doin 60 on a backstreet
I'm confident and driving at 60 mph on a quiet backstreet
Knowin this hound wants to lick me She won't give up, I keep goin
I'm aware that the police dog wants to catch me, but I'm not giving up
You wonder how these old-ass hoes keep hoein It's the game; that's what I put in these women
You may question how these older prostitutes continue to work, but it's because of my teachings
From the beginnin to the endin That's why these old-ass pimps keep pimpin
I've taught these women everything they know about being a prostitute, which is why older pimps continue to pimp them out
And these broke-ass hoes be limpin Cain't get right, fucked up your life
These poor prostitutes are struggling and can't get their lives together
Nigga mad he ain't ballin tonight
A man is angry that he isn't having sex tonight
(Can't fuck with us!) Can't fuck with me (Can't fuck with us!) Can't fuck with the real ones nigga
You can't mess with me or any of the real gangsters
(Can't fuck with us!) Lil beotch (Can't fuck with us!) Can't fuck with a real G
You can't mess with us or any real gangster
(Can't fuck with us!) They can't fuck with us man (Can't fuck with us!)
No one can touch us
(Can't fuck with us!) Don't even try it (Can't fuck with us!) Nah nah nigga, this ain't for you
Don't even attempt to challenge us, this gangster lifestyle is not for you
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
Written by: MOSES III BARRETT, TODD ANTHONY SHAW, JON SMITH
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