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l.a.donte – f.y.b. كلمات اغاني

[intro]
_lighter fl!cks_
yea…..
i can’t f_ck with you no more..
_exhale_
_cough_

[hook: l.a.donte & cuz worthington]
f_ck ya b_tch, f_ck ya b_tch, f_ck ya b_tch, f_ck ya
can’t trust a b_tch, can’t trust a b_tch, can’t trust a b_tch, can’t trust ya
i cuffed a b_tch then she left me dry, guess she wasn’t f_cking wit the hustle
(oh that’s what we on?)
f_ck ya b_tch, f_ck ya b_tch, f_ck ya b_tch, f_ck ya
(oh yea, look….aye!!)

f_ck ya b_tch, f_ck ya b_tch, f_ck ya b_tch, f_ck ya (what what?)
can’t trust a b_tch, can’t trust a b_tch, can’t trust a b_tch, can’t trust ya (what what?)
i cuffed a b_tch then she left me dry, guess she wasn’t f_cking wit the hustle (what what?)
f_ck ya b_tch, f_ck ya b_tch, f_ck ya b_tch, f_ck ya

[verse 1: l.a.donte & cuz worthington]
i had to give that hoe back, sheesh (back!)
good thing i kept my receipt (receipt!)
who do you think that you talking to? (what!?)
you do not ball without me (what?)
go hit the mall without me (no way.)
let’s see how much you can buy (what?)
you can’t even tell if n_ggas tryna get at you or tryna get inside ya thighs
i never put that sh_t in question, never had ya second guessing
all ‘bout my whereabouts when you sending me a message, you got reply in a second
why is you stressing, said the music taking over my life, but i know it’s a blessing
plus you know that i been dealing with strife, and this the only way i get it off my chest and
you don’t wanna see this sh_t eye to eye (nah!)
you just want everything to go yo way (ugh!)
wanting me to do whatever you say (ugh!!)
work the labor while you chill in the shade (ugh!!!)
plus you tryna take the music away (why?)
bet you thinking it don’t go wit yo plans
thought that you’d never ever see the day
that i’d leave you and then end up the man

[hook: l.a.donte & cuz worthington]
f_ck ya b_tch, f_ck ya b_tch, f_ck ya b_tch, f_ck ya (f_ck ‘em.)
can’t trust a b_tch, can’t trust a b_tch, can’t trust a b_tch, can’t trust ya (i can’t trust ‘em)
i cuffed a b_tch then she left me dry, guess she wasn’t f_cking wit the hustle
(one….two….one two three four)
f_ck ya b_tch, f_ck ya b_tch, f_ck ya b_tch, f_ck ya
(aye!!)

f_ck ya b_tch, f_ck ya b_tch, f_ck ya b_tch, f_ck ya (no way no way!)
can’t trust a b_tch, can’t trust a b_tch, can’t trust a b_tch, can’t trust ya (no way no way!)
i cuffed a b_tch then she left me dry, guess she wasn’t f_cking wit the hustle (ugh!)
f_ck ya b_tch, f_ck ya b_tch, f_ck ya b_tch, f_ck ya

[verse 2: l.a.donte & cuz worthington]
(yea check it out…)
i said my new hoe better than my old hoe (oh fasho that!)
she give me brain, that b_tch a bird, i call her dodo (oh fasho that!!)
i break her off, she come right back just like a yoyo (ya dig??)
and she lowkey, she don’t be f_cking with them photos (no sir no sir.)
you can tell she fine as h_ll, might as well, go and cop her chanel, ion know (mmhmm)
she dont even come outside, so what’s the point of buying these expensive shoes and these clothes (mmhmm!!)
in a different league than these other hoes, and she coming out to all of my shows
so back to you, what make you think i give a d_mn that you tryna hit all of my bros (what?)
you think i ain’t know?
shawty yeen sl!ck, i been knew
think that we don’t talk about you? (ou!)
and how you tryna run through our crew?
in hopes that it’s gone throw me askew, naw
i can admit you got me laughing to think that you could ever make that happen
i’m saying now…

[hook: l.a.donte]
f_ck ya b_tch, f_ck ya b_tch, f_ck ya b_tch, f_ck ya
can’t trust a b_tch, can’t trust a b_tch, can’t trust a b_tch, can’t trust ya
i cuffed a b_tch then she left me dry, guess she wasn’t f_cking with the hustle
f_ck ya b_tch, f_ck ya b_tch, f_ck ya b_tch, f_ck ya

f_ck ya b_tch, f_ck ya b_tch, f_ck ya b_tch, f_ck ya
can’t trust a b_tch, can’t trust a b_tch, can’t trust a b_tch, can’t trust ya
i cuffed a b_tch then she left me dry, guess she wasn’t f_cking with the hustle
f_ck ya b_tch, f_ck ya b_tch, f_ck ya b_tch, f_ck ya

[outro: cuz worthington]
f.y.b…..mmmm
tell a b_tch back away from me
i can’t…. i can’t believe you would stand this close to me….
can you hit the woo_… aw my god
i don’t even….
aye can y’all get her out the studio please?
please!! i’m….
_sighs_
ya know what…
just…….f_ck the b_tch, cut the beat off
i’m….i’m done..
i’m…i’m through, we through here
cut it off….

- l a donte

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