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from Men On Mars - Fuck That Shit [single] (2011)
Verse 1:
Now of course I'm drinkin’/ so guess what I'm thinkin’/ I'm here to wild out/ like I do every weekend/ I'm saggin’ real low/ I mean to the floor/ they won't let me in/ I'm beefin ‘at the door/ they said I smell like weed/ and plus I'm drunk as hell/ man you done cut everybody/ nigga who the hell cares/ man let me in/ I'm ‘bouta snuff this prick/ but that's the dress code...man Fuck That Shit! Fuck That Shit! (repeat 4x) Chant: Put your middle finger up! Pre chorus: I hate boogie bitches/ wit designer bags/ boys in skinny jeans/ and Gucci rags/ I hate stuffy clubs/ and stuck-up chicks/ stinky attitudes/ man Fuck That Shit! Verse 2: Ok I'm finally in/ so guess what I did/ I wild the fuck out/ wit all my rowdy friends/ we popping bottles/ we tugging too/ watch out I'm coming thru/ and I'm muggin’ too/ the groupies watchin’/ watch how I creep on her/ she actin stuck-up/ I had to pour my drink on her/ she said I hit her/ I ain’t touch that bitch/ here they come again...man Fuck That Shit! |
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from Men On Mars - Fuck That Shit [single] (2011)
Verse 1:
Now of course I'm drinkin’/ so guess what I'm thinkin’/ I'm here to wild out/ like I do every weekend/ I'm saggin’ real low/ I mean to the floor/ they won't let me in/ I'm beefin ‘at the door/ they said I smell like weed/ and plus I'm drunk as hell/ man you done cut everybody/ nigga who the hell cares/ man let me in/ I'm ‘bouta snuff this prick/ but that's the dress code...man Fuck That Shit! Fuck That Shit! (repeat 4x) Chant: Put your middle finger up! Pre chorus: I hate boogie bitches/ wit designer bags/ boys in skinny jeans/ and Gucci rags/ I hate stuffy clubs/ and stuck-up chicks/ stinky attitudes/ man Fuck That Shit! Verse 2: Ok I'm finally in/ so guess what I did/ I wild the fuck out/ wit all my rowdy friends/ we popping bottles/ we tugging too/ watch out I'm coming thru/ and I'm muggin’ too/ the groupies watchin’/ watch how I creep on her/ she actin stuck-up/ I had to pour my drink on her/ she said I hit her/ I ain’t touch that bitch/ here they come again...man Fuck That Shit! |
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from Men On Mars - Fuck That Shit [single] (2011)
Verse 1:
Now of course I'm drinkin’/ so guess what I'm thinkin’/ I'm here to wild out/ like I do every weekend/ I'm saggin’ real low/ I mean to the floor/ they won't let me in/ I'm beefin ‘at the door/ they said I smell like weed/ and plus I'm drunk as hell/ man you done cut everybody/ nigga who the hell cares/ man let me in/ I'm ‘bouta snuff this prick/ but that's the dress code...man Fuck That Shit! Fuck That Shit! (repeat 4x) Chant: Put your middle finger up! Pre chorus: I hate boogie bitches/ wit designer bags/ boys in skinny jeans/ and Gucci rags/ I hate stuffy clubs/ and stuck-up chicks/ stinky attitudes/ man Fuck That Shit! Verse 2: Ok I'm finally in/ so guess what I did/ I wild the fuck out/ wit all my rowdy friends/ we popping bottles/ we tugging too/ watch out I'm coming thru/ and I'm muggin’ too/ the groupies watchin’/ watch how I creep on her/ she actin stuck-up/ I had to pour my drink on her/ she said I hit her/ I ain’t touch that bitch/ here they come again...man Fuck That Shit! |
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from Men On Mars - Fuck That Shit [single] (2011)
Verse 1:
Now of course I'm drinkin’/ so guess what I'm thinkin’/ I'm here to wild out/ like I do every weekend/ I'm saggin’ real low/ I mean to the floor/ they won't let me in/ I'm beefin ‘at the door/ they said I smell like weed/ and plus I'm drunk as hell/ man you done cut everybody/ nigga who the hell cares/ man let me in/ I'm ‘bouta snuff this prick/ but that's the dress code...man Fuck That Shit! Fuck That Shit! (repeat 4x) Chant: Put your middle finger up! Pre chorus: I hate boogie bitches/ wit designer bags/ boys in skinny jeans/ and Gucci rags/ I hate stuffy clubs/ and stuck-up chicks/ stinky attitudes/ man Fuck That Shit! Verse 2: Ok I'm finally in/ so guess what I did/ I wild the fuck out/ wit all my rowdy friends/ we popping bottles/ we tugging too/ watch out I'm coming thru/ and I'm muggin’ too/ the groupies watchin’/ watch how I creep on her/ she actin stuck-up/ I had to pour my drink on her/ she said I hit her/ I ain’t touch that bitch/ here they come again...man Fuck That Shit! |
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from Men On Mars - Fuck That Shit [single] (2011)
Verse 1:
Now of course I'm drinkin’/ so guess what I'm thinkin’/ I'm here to wild out/ like I do every weekend/ I'm saggin’ real low/ I mean to the floor/ they won't let me in/ I'm beefin ‘at the door/ they said I smell like weed/ and plus I'm drunk as hell/ man you done cut everybody/ nigga who the hell cares/ man let me in/ I'm ‘bouta snuff this prick/ but that's the dress code...man Fuck That Shit! Fuck That Shit! (repeat 4x) Chant: Put your middle finger up! Pre chorus: I hate boogie bitches/ wit designer bags/ boys in skinny jeans/ and Gucci rags/ I hate stuffy clubs/ and stuck-up chicks/ stinky attitudes/ man Fuck That Shit! Verse 2: Ok I'm finally in/ so guess what I did/ I wild the fuck out/ wit all my rowdy friends/ we popping bottles/ we tugging too/ watch out I'm coming thru/ and I'm muggin’ too/ the groupies watchin’/ watch how I creep on her/ she actin stuck-up/ I had to pour my drink on her/ she said I hit her/ I ain’t touch that bitch/ here they come again...man Fuck That Shit! |
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from Men On Mars - Fuck That Shit [single] (2011)
Verse 1:
Now of course I'm drinkin’/ so guess what I'm thinkin’/ I'm here to wild out/ like I do every weekend/ I'm saggin’ real low/ I mean to the floor/ they won't let me in/ I'm beefin ‘at the door/ they said I smell like weed/ and plus I'm drunk as hell/ man you done cut everybody/ nigga who the hell cares/ man let me in/ I'm ‘bouta snuff this prick/ but that's the dress code...man Fuck That Shit! Fuck That Shit! (repeat 4x) Chant: Put your middle finger up! Pre chorus: I hate boogie bitches/ wit designer bags/ boys in skinny jeans/ and Gucci rags/ I hate stuffy clubs/ and stuck-up chicks/ stinky attitudes/ man Fuck That Shit! Verse 2: Ok I'm finally in/ so guess what I did/ I wild the fuck out/ wit all my rowdy friends/ we popping bottles/ we tugging too/ watch out I'm coming thru/ and I'm muggin’ too/ the groupies watchin’/ watch how I creep on her/ she actin stuck-up/ I had to pour my drink on her/ she said I hit her/ I ain’t touch that bitch/ here they come again...man Fuck That Shit! |
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from Men On Mars - Fuck That Shit [single] (2011)
Verse 1:
Now of course I'm drinkin’/ so guess what I'm thinkin’/ I'm here to wild out/ like I do every weekend/ I'm saggin’ real low/ I mean to the floor/ they won't let me in/ I'm beefin ‘at the door/ they said I smell like weed/ and plus I'm drunk as hell/ man you done cut everybody/ nigga who the hell cares/ man let me in/ I'm ‘bouta snuff this prick/ but that's the dress code...man Fuck That Shit! Fuck That Shit! (repeat 4x) Chant: Put your middle finger up! Pre chorus: I hate boogie bitches/ wit designer bags/ boys in skinny jeans/ and Gucci rags/ I hate stuffy clubs/ and stuck-up chicks/ stinky attitudes/ man Fuck That Shit! Verse 2: Ok I'm finally in/ so guess what I did/ I wild the fuck out/ wit all my rowdy friends/ we popping bottles/ we tugging too/ watch out I'm coming thru/ and I'm muggin’ too/ the groupies watchin’/ watch how I creep on her/ she actin stuck-up/ I had to pour my drink on her/ she said I hit her/ I ain’t touch that bitch/ here they come again...man Fuck That Shit! |
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from Men On Mars - Fuck That Shit [single] (2011)
Verse 1:
Now of course I'm drinkin’/ so guess what I'm thinkin’/ I'm here to wild out/ like I do every weekend/ I'm saggin’ real low/ I mean to the floor/ they won't let me in/ I'm beefin ‘at the door/ they said I smell like weed/ and plus I'm drunk as hell/ man you done cut everybody/ nigga who the hell cares/ man let me in/ I'm ‘bouta snuff this prick/ but that's the dress code...man Fuck That Shit! Fuck That Shit! (repeat 4x) Chant: Put your middle finger up! Pre chorus: I hate boogie bitches/ wit designer bags/ boys in skinny jeans/ and Gucci rags/ I hate stuffy clubs/ and stuck-up chicks/ stinky attitudes/ man Fuck That Shit! Verse 2: Ok I'm finally in/ so guess what I did/ I wild the fuck out/ wit all my rowdy friends/ we popping bottles/ we tugging too/ watch out I'm coming thru/ and I'm muggin’ too/ the groupies watchin’/ watch how I creep on her/ she actin stuck-up/ I had to pour my drink on her/ she said I hit her/ I ain’t touch that bitch/ here they come again...man Fuck That Shit! |
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from Men On Mars - Fuck That Shit [single] (2011)
Verse 1:
Now of course I'm drinkin’/ so guess what I'm thinkin’/ I'm here to wild out/ like I do every weekend/ I'm saggin’ real low/ I mean to the floor/ they won't let me in/ I'm beefin ‘at the door/ they said I smell like weed/ and plus I'm drunk as hell/ man you done cut everybody/ nigga who the hell cares/ man let me in/ I'm ‘bouta snuff this prick/ but that's the dress code...man Fuck That Shit! Fuck That Shit! (repeat 4x) Chant: Put your middle finger up! Pre chorus: I hate boogie bitches/ wit designer bags/ boys in skinny jeans/ and Gucci rags/ I hate stuffy clubs/ and stuck-up chicks/ stinky attitudes/ man Fuck That Shit! Verse 2: Ok I'm finally in/ so guess what I did/ I wild the fuck out/ wit all my rowdy friends/ we popping bottles/ we tugging too/ watch out I'm coming thru/ and I'm muggin’ too/ the groupies watchin’/ watch how I creep on her/ she actin stuck-up/ I had to pour my drink on her/ she said I hit her/ I ain’t touch that bitch/ here they come again...man Fuck That Shit! |
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