Got racks, ain’t talking tits
Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.
Fuck your apologies and fuck what you say,
Can't be held against you in any kind of way
Fuck the streets, fuck you, and fuck your ethnicity
A single mother with a problem child, daddy free
Fuck reppin red fuck reppin blue,
Love is gonna get you
And, i don't call it fuck
I know you're mad, but so what
And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck
Crank it up like you don't give a fuck fuck fuck
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