Fuck`em Lyrics

Fuck`em lyrics

Artist: Shyne

Album:  Boys Will Be Boys b/w Fuck 'Em 12"

Song:   Fuck 'Em

Typed by: BiGPuN



Verse 1:

Leave n****a layin' stiffer than my dick when it's up in a tight clit

return the Devils hate by fuckin' a white bitch

bitches ain't shit but some hips, 

tits, clits, and some fat lips to wrap around my dick

check it, ghetto girl in designer type

she could get it 'long as the vagina tight

keep they nose numb, high off of china white

kinda like the quartz, I knock 'em down, runnin' through my system,

pussy ain't right hit 'em with a aww naaaw

if the head right get remanded behind bars bizarre

grand jury endightment, lifetime sentence, stash my coke in they bra

the hustl-ar, ya'll custom-ar's

posted up on Broadway in a custom R

25 Mil' in the trunk

Nicky Barnes style on my way to the trunk

bitch lets bump. 



Chorus (Shyne and Female)

No, (fuck these bitches, fuck these bitches, fuck 'em) 

I don't love these bitches, fuck these hoes

No, (fuck these n****s, fuck these n****s, fuck 'em) 

I don't love these n****s, fuck these n****s 

('till the day that I die never get none of mine)

No, (fuck these bitches, fuck these bitches, 

fuck these bitches, fuck 'em)

I don't love these n****s, fuck these scrubs

No, fuck these n****s (Four Karat thug n****s want some love)



Verse 2:

I'm that n****a Priest from Supafly after he died

reincarnated, keep a bitch wide

on the bed tied

like "Uh! Uh! Uh!", stop I'm tired

besides my Moms a bitch' lips never touch my face, 

maybe my girl, but I be watchin' her funny

like "Who dick you suckin' while I'm on tour gettin' money 

tryin' to wash this crack money?"

I give a bitch nothin' but sperm

when you n****s gon' learn?

Discern queens from sluts, love from lust

The ones who ate pussy and take it in the butt

20 stacks in my pockets, I'm cheap

fuckin' treatin' a freak to eat

I got KY Jelly and grease

and a stick of bubble gum bitch, you want a piece?

C'mon....



Chorus 



Verse 3:

Never met a bitch I liked enough to love

and I share with my mothafuckin' n***a Buzz

let the Homies get up on it, 

treat a bitch like a blunt, hit, hit, pass

head on my dick 'till she get whiplash

fuck it I'm cold, some bitches is colder

runnin' game just to get up in the Rover

Platinum R, Platinum Jehovah

not here bitch, fuck what they told ya'

Keys to the condo, Gucci ensamble

gaul streams in Santa Fe` doin' the Mambo

laid back where the shade's at

white sand, tan, how many bitches can say that?

you want that? we can do that...yeah right

not in your life

stay focused, get my money, every penny

fuck if your legs broke bitch, crawl on ya' belly



Chorus 'till fade...