letra de fuck ya'll - r. kelly
(chorus)
to the n-ggas that was doubting when i said i’d make it out, they didn’t believe me
f-ck ya’ll
(f-ck y’all)
and to them b-tches that was hating on a n-gga tryna make it, talking plenty sh-t
f-ck y’all
and now that i’m on, f-ck y’all
(i’m on)
f-ck ya’ll
(i’m on)
f-ck y’all
(i’m on)
and now that i’m on, f-ck y’all
(i’m on)
f-ck ya’ll
(i’m on)
f-ck y’all
(i’m on)
yeah, now that i’m on
(verse)
i’m from that project where they pull cabers
didn’t have watch the news to see police chases
me and my mama living outta suitcases
i went from blackouts to rocking black labels
and when that landlord game, lord have mercy
now you see me in that all white new mercy
and i’ll go chilling with some supermodels that’ll take you to the head
i ain’t talking bottles
listen, they mad on this underdog
game seven i’m bowling hard
astronaut, yeah i’m taking off
your girl ready to take it all
all good, don’t act cool
my d-ck, fool don’t hop on now
money up, so it’s going down, yeah
(chorus)
to the n-ggas that was doubting when i said i’d make it out, they didn’t believe me
f-ck ya’ll
(f-ck y’all)
and to them b-tches that was hating on a n-gga tryna make it, talking plenty sh-t
f-ck y’all
and now that i’m on, f-ck y’all
(i’m on)
f-ck ya’ll
(i’m on)
f-ck y’all
(i’m on)
and now that i’m on, f-ck y’all
(i’m on)
f-ck ya’ll
(i’m on)
f-ck y’all
(i’m on)
yeah, now that i’m on
(verse)
yeah, i know the rumour going round
they say that boy ain’t got it no more and he broke
wow, comedic how funny these n-ggas act
i’ll always have the crown, ain’t gotta take it back
i ain’t got no worries, my sessions not effected
all these cars in my garage, my neighbour feel neglected
yeah, i let em borrow my swag
they still making payments
i be going down in that p-ssy like rats all in that bas-m-nt
got my top down in the winter town, cause it ain’t coming in payment dollars
and if you really think my time is up, you n-ggas gotta be f-cked up
(chorus)
this is to the n-ggas that was doubting when i said i’d make it out, they didn’t believe me
f-ck ya’ll
(f-ck y’all)
and to them b-tches that was hating on a n-gga tryna make it, talking plenty sh-t
f-ck y’all
and now that i’m on, f-ck y’all
(i’m on)
f-ck ya’ll
(i’m on)
f-ck y’all
(i’m on)
and now that i’m on, f-ck y’all
(i’m on)
f-ck ya’ll
(i’m on)
f-ck y’all
(i’m on)
yeah, now that i’m on
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