Fuck You
bob ft. boosie yola dg Lyrics
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Swag bombs in the sky, it's all over me
If I don't fuck wit' you then, I don't fuck wit' you now
I was fuckin' her friend, now I'm fuckin' her now
If I don't fuck wit' you then, I don't fuck wit' you now
If you was my nigga then, then I fuck wit' you now
I fuck wit' you now
It's a cold world when the cash rules
When the cash rules, watch for the jack moves
Watch for my squad, got me covered like tattoos
Plus a nigga got cheddar like Kraft Foods
Fuck wit' you, if you a real nigga, then I fuck wit' you
And if you got a problem, we could troubleshoot
Send a text to your nigga, let him try to shoot
Ball-hitter, now I'm right outside the W
Wit' my shooter waitin' on you, hope you got another you
Ain't talkin' shit about what my lil' brother do
Or get your ass hit up in the club wit' a double deuce
Hustle Gang, give a damn what a sucker do
Doors up in the verte Lamb howlin', fuck a roof
Pistol on me even though ain't finna bust it
You could sure use some shit, I give a bitch a thousand bucks
If I don't fuck wit' you then, I don't fuck wit' you now
I was fuckin' her friend, now I'm fuckin' her now
If I don't fuck wit' you then, I don't fuck wit' you now
If you was my nigga then, then I fuck wit' you now
I fuck wit' you now
If I don't fuck wit' you then, I don't fuck wit' you now
She say she got a man, that's one thing
You don't spoke then, givin' a fuckin' about
Look at this this bitch wit' them fat ass hips
Goddamn, girl, you could put a truck in your mouth
Ho forgot about her nigga after playin' (?), a couple of rounds
She was feelin', touchin' me, first she was suckin' me down
Brah, what's up wit' you?
You know damn well I don't really fuck wit' you
Got the lil' shooter, go to shootin' when he touches you
Fuck around, drop a bell on you
Take the plug, met 'em through
Kickin' (?) shit on my Margiela shoes
Higher than this god, I replace you
And my sister, she'll take you to fuckin' babysit her
Had your (?) money fittin' like a brave nigga
If I don't fuck wit' you then, I don't fuck wit' you now
I was fuckin' her friend, now I'm fuckin' her now
If I don't fuck wit' you then, I don't fuck wit' you now
If you was my nigga then, then I fuck wit' you now
I fuck wit' you now
Margiela my mason and I need investigation
I don't fuck wit' twelve, though I'm bein' (?) racist
Diamonds in her white, don't hold the ticket in her (?)
'Fore they put a new owner permanent vacation
I don't fuck wit' you, who the fuck wished I would stop (?)
We got haters, cuh, we got our own President
She write her sweets on a drug, fuck your numbers
I ain't fuck wit' you then, I don't fuck wit' you now
You a snitchin'-ass nigga, I ain't fuck wit' you never
Say that's your bitch, I fuck the ho whenever
I knew all my friends ten years, (?)
Came up sellin' crack, bustin' that chopper
Pockets on double cheese, that's a damn Whopper
First thing, nigga, I don't fuck wit' no copper
Catch you boomin' in my trap, man, a nigga gonna drop
If I don't fuck wit' you then, I don't fuck wit' you now
I was fuckin' her friend, now I'm fuckin' her now
If I don't fuck wit' you then, I don't fuck wit' you now
The lyrics to "Fuck You" by Bob ft. Boosie Yola DG are a bold expression of loyalty and uncompromising attitudes. The chorus provides a clear message to listeners: if Bob doesn't "fuck with" someone before, he sure as hell won't start now. He sings about the importance of staying true to oneself and one's values, even when the world around you is built on money and power.
The verses showcase Bob's willingness to stay loyal to those he considers worthy, even if it means getting caught up in violence and danger. He mentions his squad and their loyalty, relying on them to have his back even in the fiercest of times. The lyrics also mention some sexual exploits, demonstrating that Bob is not only willing to fight for his loyal friends but also willing to indulge in pleasures when the moment arises.
Overall, the lyrics to "Fuck You" are a reflection of Bob's uncompromising attitude towards life. He is loyal to those he cares about, but he is not afraid to take on anyone who tries to derail his path to success. The song is a powerful anthem for those who believe in living their lives to the fullest and standing up for their beliefs, no matter what.
Line by Line Meaning
Swag bombs in the sky, here I come
I'm about to bring my style and confidence to this situation
Swag bombs in the sky, it's all over me
I'm overflowing with swagger and style
If I don't fuck wit' you then, I don't fuck wit' you now
I don't associate with people I don't like
I was fuckin' her friend, now I'm fuckin' her now
I used to have sex with her friend, now I'm having sex with her
If you was my nigga then, then I fuck wit' you now
If we were friends before, we're still friends now
I fuck wit' you now
I'm cool with you now
It's a cold world when the cash rules
Money makes things competitive and cutthroat
When the cash rules, watch for the jack moves
Be careful of people trying to take advantage of you when money is involved
Watch for my squad, got me covered like tattoos
My crew has my back and supports me
Plus a nigga got cheddar like Kraft Foods
I have a lot of money
Fuck wit' you, if you a real nigga, then I fuck wit' you
I only associate with authentic and genuine people
And if you got a problem, we could troubleshoot
If there's an issue, we can work it out
Send a text to your nigga, let him try to shoot
If there's beef, let your friend try to settle it with violence
Ball-hitter, now I'm right outside the W
I'm in front of the W Hotel, ready to party
Wit' my shooter waitin' on you, hope you got another you
I have my armed bodyguard with me and I hope you have someone to protect you
Ain't talkin' shit about what my lil' brother do
I'm not discussing my brother's illegal activities
Or get your ass hit up in the club wit' a double deuce
You could get shot with a .22 caliber gun in the club
Hustle Gang, give a damn what a sucker do
I'm part of a group that's all about making money and doesn't care about haters
Doors up in the verte Lamb howlin', fuck a roof
The doors on my Lamborghini are open and the speed is exhilarating
Pistol on me even though ain't finna bust it
I have a gun on me just in case, but I don't plan on using it
You could sure use some shit, I give a bitch a thousand bucks
You seem like you need money, I'll give a girl a grand
She say she got a man, that's one thing
She told me she's in a relationship, but that's not a dealbreaker
You don't spoke then, givin' a fuckin' about
I don't care about what you have to say
Look at this this bitch wit' them fat ass hips
I'm admiring a woman's curvy body
Goddamn, girl, you could put a truck in your mouth
You have a big mouth
Ho forgot about her nigga after playin' (?), a couple of rounds
This woman is cheating on her man with me
She was feelin', touchin' me, first she was suckin' me down
She was sexually attracted to me and performed oral sex on me
Brah, what's up wit' you?
Hey, what's going on with you?
You know damn well I don't really fuck wit' you
You're aware that I don't like you
Got the lil' shooter, go to shootin' when he touches you
I have a young bodyguard who will shoot you if you try to attack me
Fuck around, drop a bell on you
I'll put a hit out on you
Take the plug, met 'em through
I'll rob the drug dealer who introduced us
Kickin' (?) shit on my Margiela shoes
I'm wearing Maison Margiela shoes and I'm kicking dirt or something off of them
Higher than this god, I replace you
I'm so great that I could replace a deity
And my sister, she'll take you to fuckin' babysit her
My sister will have you babysit her kids or do some other menial task
Had your (?) money fittin' like a brave nigga
I made a lot of money and was confident like a brave person
Margiela my mason and I need investigation
My Maison Margiela shoes are important to me and need to be investigated or analyzed
I don't fuck wit' twelve, though I'm bein' (?) racist
I don't like the police, even though it could be considered racist
Diamonds in her white, don't hold the ticket in her (?)
She's wearing diamonds in her engagement ring, but doesn't have the receipt
'Fore they put a new owner permanent vacation
Before they kill or imprison me
I don't fuck wit' you, who the fuck wished I would stop (?)
I don't like you and I don't care who wants me to stop
We got haters, cuh, we got our own President
We have people who don't like us, but we don't care because we have a leader among us
She write her sweets on a drug, fuck your numbers
She sells drugs and doesn't care about keeping track of the money
You a snitchin'-ass nigga, I ain't fuck wit' you never
I don't like you because you're a liar and a snitch
Say that's your bitch, I fuck the ho whenever
You claim she's your girlfriend, but I still have sex with her
I knew all my friends ten years, (?)
I've known my friends for a long time and we've been through a lot together
Came up sellin' crack, bustin' that chopper
I made my money selling drugs and shooting my gun
Pockets on double cheese, that's a damn Whopper
I have a lot of money in my pockets, like a Whopper burger with double cheese
First thing, nigga, I don't fuck wit' no copper
I don't like the police and won't associate with them
Catch you boomin' in my trap, man, a nigga gonna drop
If you're selling drugs in my territory, I'll kill you
Lyrics Β© O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Bobby Ray Simmons, Clifford Joseph Harris, Sean Merrett
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@dav1ll3
No matter the yr Iβm still going to play this because it applies to life, they was on one when you can listen to a song like it just came out, from the beat to the lyrics π₯π₯π₯π₯π―π―π―π―π―π―πππππββββπππππππ
@803TAY
12 years later and this shit still go hard.
@chynadgc2233
2021 this shit still fye
@tf5454
This song still go hardπ
@uhhhlarm
This dildo can vibrate
@chazmccloud222
2020 twelve years later still fire and im up bumpn my shit πtho boosie part and hook made dis song
@chakambenisrael5463
Still a classic in 2021
@snaxzdaman1
2022π€πΎ
@DaJOKER60
This is a timeless classic
@heavyproductions6058
mp3, bootleg cd, record on a tape...... limewire bearshare y'all knew the vibes then