Fuck You Lyrics - Singles - Da Brat

Uh, uh, uh 

I know don't exactly what's wrong with your nigga's neck 

It's ain't my fault if he looking 

You 'spose to keep his ass in check cause 

Every time I come near 

All he do is stare 

And I can see it in his eyes that he wants some 

He know what's in the prize, it's Red Rum 

To any of these hoes that come 

Stand next to me and look like bums, they make pennies 

And all I do is stack the paper 

Just in case I run into some complications 

I'm set for life, never in debt 

And you frustrated when I get all the niggas' attention 

You fall off 

Guess you was born to make the coffee for us 

Writing bitches with a higher position 

Da Brat talk niggas listen 

Go get a nine to five 

Cause you can't keep up with the shit I cook up 

I can't help it if you're nigga wanna hook up 

Ya gotta man but he keep looking at me 

Like he really wanna drop ya bad 

Cause I'm the shit and I know you mad 

But I don't give a fuck, you 

Got some dough but your paper ain't as long as mine 

And ya really wanna stop me bad 

But fix your face bitch I'm here to stay 

And I don't give a fuck, you 

And I'mma make sure that my niggas lookin' 

Tell you broads to calm down there ain't no competition 

I'm flawless as the rocks on my left pinky 

And I love it when y'all wanna get at me 

And make me think my shit don't stink 

Evidently you ain't satisfied at home 

She ain't got no style of her own 

No body of her own 

Not roaming in the V12 

You turned on because I bought it myself 

What other bitch do you know like this? 

That's tight as a hot curl 

Known to rock worlds 

Once I'm spotted you will probably drop your girl 

My intimidation to niggas is challenging to 'em 

He fiending to get in my Vicky's Secrets 

And underneath my Girbaud and my boxer shorts 

I rock ice burg sports and Da Brat prints of all sorts 

Interesting to you cause I got some dough 

You thinkin' if you and me get together 

You'll never go broke 

Ya gotta man but he keep looking at me 

Like he really wanna drop ya bad 

Cause I'm the shit and I know you mad 

But I don't give a fuck, you 

Got some dough but your paper ain't as long as mine 

And ya really wanna stop me bad 

But fix your face bitch I'm here to stay 

And I don't give a fuck, you 

Ya gotta man but he keep looking at me 

Like he really wanna drop ya bad 

Cause I'm the shit and I know you mad 

But I don't give a fuck, you 

Got some dough but your paper ain't as long as mine 

And ya really wanna stop me bad 

But fix your face bitch I'm here to stay 

And I don't give a fuck, you