T.I. - F*cks lyrics

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T.I. - F*cks lyrics

(Intro) Hustle Gang All them boy in the building Oh sh**, by the way (Verse) Okay, so n***as on the hay I admit I don't give 2 f**s About money, have yo kids wish til yo baby momma get co*ks I like raz put on my whip (pour it up, pour it up) Even if I run out of money Bet I won't run out of luck My n***a ride Glock in the hood furreal I had dreams bout a house on the hill There's a couple fiends that we'd run from and that is pay me some bills Before I f**in die I'm gonna save a f**in mill I did it for the p**y and the money and the feel My n***a it's f** you and your opinion too if your name is not on my will (Hook) I don't give 2 f**s I don't give 2 f**s I don't give 2 f**s I don't give 2 f**s (Verse) If I'm in the building then I'm screwed up Even in the fix a mind whip true thug Got so many b**hes I'mma need 2 trucks I'mma need 2 trucks, I'mma need a few trucks Lame a** n***a just f** my cool up Lyin a** hoes tryna spend rumors A man gon lie, a woman gon lie So when you think about it, who can you trust? Nobody, nobody Nobody, nobody Everybody worry bout the old Bobby I got 2 blunts rolled up and each a piece I turn yo party to a dro party All about my green like a mill so Lotus I be comin off the top like a toll bargain I said I don't give a f** Can't deal with it? That's yo problem ho (Hook) I don't give 2 f**s I don't give 2 f**s I don't give 2 f**s I don't give 2 f**s (Verse) Man just n***a hold up, I ain't tryna call yo ho p**y prolly smell like throwup Everybody know er for s**in on dick til it blow up Her p**y hair need a lawn mower I show er how to go Pounds in the front, n***a sold that Matter fact I don't give 2 f** Doin that slap with a flappy a** bu*t Ho never would get in my trap She can never get front for her will never stand up I'm hanging out with my ball like here n***a no f** with something now you dealin with some real n***a yo I can show you how to get a mill in the 4 I make a dump by the one, I need a trip by the summer First band fore you say how baby mama get a Hummer Get a crib fo yo mama, got to cop until it done It's a I don't f** around if you want a n***a I don't give a f** (Hook) I don't give 2 f**s I don't give 2 f**s (Hustle Gang don't give 2 f**s) I don't give 2 f**s I don't give 2 f**s (Hustle Gang, we need to say we don't give 2 f**s) (Verse) Trae Tha Truth Gates, young n***a rich Who the f** you n***as think you talkin to b**h Middle fingers up, play say eat dick Never gave a f** and probably filled on b**h When I'm right up in the fleet, when I'm down I move around Bald on the head and you ain't see me shoot around Walk up out the club til money cover the ground All gold chain, they weigh bout 10 pounds Tryna find a s*ut that f** for 10 rounds I tell her go long, get ready for 10 gowns b**h with my name we bringin all town King of the turf, my throne is all gold Hustle Gang b**h, my hustle is out of order When I'm done with that I get big for somebody daughter I don't f** with n***as, might tip er then got shorter out Where her study is? I'm playin like a recorder (Hook) I don't give 2 f**s I don't give 2 f**s I don't give 2 f**s I don't give 2 f**s (Verse) These hoes prolly like no talk mkay sh** geek'd up, eat em raw, mkay These ain't gay, these craw, okay These ain't diamonds, these rocks, okay Cut leafs, spreadin these, we the count Pull G's up under this lawn Said b**h I don't give 2 f**s Matter fact b**h I don't give a damn I'mma shoot it with a riffle Lose mute like lipo I taste that b**h, she can s** my dish, tipo I mean she can s** my dick My trap so sick I'm bout to call Wayne up (Weezy) Tell me the truck might fit Ho know where I'm at like Lay J Diddy, yo care bout blow back I don't give 2 f**s But they already know that I'm cool like winter freeze Eat lunch, doin what should be I just saw fresh in the booty club, thirsty, the whole trap tempt me (Hook) I don't give 2 f**s I don't give 2 f**s I don't give 2 f**s I don't give 2 f**s (Verse) If I had 2 b**hes I wouldn't give 2 f**s Last week in Magic City, spit in guys we trust 2 freaks on my chain, who the hell King Tut? Since the world met me now the whole globe blast up Oh, you wanna f** me? Need at least 2 bu*ts Yea, you wanna smoke with me? You need at least 10 blunts I ain't catchin that cup less a motherf**er screwed up And I'm young and I'm getting it and I never gave 2 f**s (Hook) I don't give 2 f**s I don't give 2 f**s I don't give 2 f**s I don't give 2 f**s