F.U.

Turntable number one, fuck you Turntable number two, fuck you Turntable number one, fuck you Turntable number two, fuck you Fuck this, fuck this, fuck this, fuck this Fuck this, fuck this, fuck this, fuck this Fuck this, fuck this, fuck this, fuck this Fuck this, fuck this, fuck this, fuck this Why you fuckin' around? Hey! Why you fuckin' around? Fuck you and fuck you Fuck you and fuck you We in the club and, uh, we in the club and, uh- We in the club and, uh, all the ladies look real fine Some of you ladies need to holla (yeah) Some of you ladies need to holla (yeah) Yeah All the brothers in the house So-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so So-so-so-so-so, somebody say, "Oh" (oh) Put your hand on your dick, hold it real tight (oh) Put your hand on your dick, hold it real tight (oh) Put your hand on your dick, hold it real tight And then twist just like this, just like this That ain't right, that ain't right (come on) That ain't right (yes) that ain't right That ain't right (yes) that ain't right That ain't right (fool them, hey) Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, fuck you Ah, fuck you Ah, ah (ooh) Throw the beat on the bass line right now Hey, hey, hey, hey Yeah, man, yeah Yeah, man, yeah Yeah, man, yeah Yeah, man, yeah Keep in mind, I'm an artist, I'm sensitive about my shit (yeah) Dance, dance, dance (ay), dance Dance, dance, dance (ay), dance (hey) Take all that, take all that Take all that, take all that I'm all in, I'm all in I'm all in, I'm all in I'm all in, I'm all in I'm all in, I'm all in (everybody come on) That ain't right, that ain't right (hey) That ain't right, that ain't right (everybody) That ain't right (what?) That ain't right (move) That ain't right (boom), that ain't right (hey) You say you know me, you say- You say you know me, you say- It feels like you know this It feels like you know this It feels like you know this It feels like you know this So if they ain't rushing in here with no new turntables and shit 'Cause these motherfuckers need a gurney Thank you (thank you), thank you Oh, fuck you