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I Don't Fuck With You Song Lyrics
I Don't Fuck With You by Big Sean (Hook)
I don't f**k wit ya
You lil stupid ass b**ch, I ain't f**king wit ya
You lil dumb ass b**ch, I ain't f**king wit ya
I got a million trillion things I'd rather f**king do
Than to be f**king wit ya
Lil stupid ass, I don't give a f**k
I don't give a f**k, I don't I don't I don't give a f**k
b**ch, I don't give a f**k bout ya or anything that ya do
Don't give a f**k bout ya or anything that ya do
(Verse: Big Sean)
I heard ya got a new man, I see ya taking a pic
Then ya post it up, thinkin' that its makin' me sick
I see ya callin', I be making it quick
I'mma answer that sh*t like I don't f**k with ya
b**ch I got no feelins to go
I swear I had it up to here, I got no ceilins to go
I mean fo' real, f**k how ya feel
f**k yo two cents if it ain't goin' towards the bill, yeah
And erryday I wake up celebratin' sh*t, why?
Cuz I just dodged a bullet from a crazy b**ch
I stuck to my guns, that's what made me rich
That's what put me on, that's what got me here
That's what made me this
And errythin' that I do is my first name
These hoes chase bread, aw damn, she got a bird brain
Ain't nothin' but trill in me, aw man, silly me
I just bought a crib, three stories, that b**ch a trilogy
And ya know I'm rolling weed that's f**king up the ozone
I got a b**ch that text me, she ain't got no clothes on
And then anotha one text, then yo ass next
And I'm gonna text yo ass back like
(Hook)
I don't f**k wit ya
You lil stupid ass b**ch, I ain't f**king wit ya
You lil dumb ass b**ch, I ain't f**king wit ya
I got a million trillion things I'd rather f**king do
Than to be f**king wit ya
Lil stupid ass, I don't give a f**k
I don't give a f**k, I don't I don't I don't give a f**k
b**ch, I don't give a f**k bout ya or anything that ya do
Don't give a f**k bout ya or anything that ya do
(Verse 2: E-40)
Got a million things on my mind
Executive deals online, limited amount of time
Chasing these dollar signs and ya ain't on yo grind
Ya might be able to find me up in the MGM casino in the D
f**kin' off fetti I coulda put on property
From the Bay to the Murder Mitten, my niggas put murder missions
She choose him, that's her decision, free my niggas in prison
On the phone with a b**ch who can't do sh*t
Fo' a pimp but make a nigga hella rich
Got a blunt in my dental, goin' H.A.M in a rental
On my way, to Sacramento, late night, Arsenio
I'm neva sentimental, go hard or go home, listen
Barely Harley, I'm chromeless, ya might end up domeless
I bet ya she into me, her cheddar, she giving me
I make a b**ch stand outside foeva like the Statue of Liberty
Rest in pimp, Pimp C, underground king of the South
I raise my Styrofoam up, and pour some drank in my mouth
Why ya always comin' around with bad news?
Say ya want me to win, but hope I lose
Ass neva rock with otha niggas in the crew
But them niggas cool, it's just that...
(Hook)
I don't f**k wit ya
You lil stupid ass b**ch, I ain't f**king wit ya
You lil dumb ass b**ch, I ain't f**king wit ya
I got a million trillion things I'd rather f**king do
Than to be f**king wit ya
Lil stupid ass, I don't give a f**k
I don't give a f**k, I don't I don't I don't give a f**k
b**ch, I don't give a f**k bout ya or anything that ya do
Don't give a f**k bout ya or anything that ya do
(Verse 3: Big Sean)
I got a new chick that I gotta thank God fo'
I got a new whip that I gotta thank a lot fo'
Yeah I got a lot but want a lot more
Yeah we in the building but I'm tryna take it to the top floor
I swear I hear some new bullsh*t erry day I'm waking up
It seems like nowadays errybody breaking up
That sh*t can break ya down if ya lose a good girl
I guess ya need a bad b**ch to come around and make it up
I guess drama makes fo' the best content
Errythin' got a bad side, even a conscience
Now you're drinking till ya unconscious
Feel me when ya get a fine b**ch
Just don't foget to read the fine print
Life got me meditating like I'm in the Himalayas
Keep it G with the L lit on me like the elevator
Yeah I know that karma's too real so I hope ya doing cool
But still stupid ass b**ch I ain't f**king wit ya
Little stupid ass I ain't f**kin with
I ain't f**kin', I ain't I ain't f**king wit ya
I ain't f**kin' with ya