F*** You - L.O.X. Written by:Styles/Kaseem Dean/Sean Jacobs/Jason Phillips/Darrin Dean Sh*t Feel this If you hoped we wouldn't make it f**k you f**k you Talk with a heart full of hatred f**k you f**k you And you said we wouldn't cake it f**k you f**k you Only my man blood is sacred cocksucker f**k you If you hoped we wouldn't make it f**k you Talk with a heart full of hatred f**k you f**k you And you said we wouldn't cake it f**k you f**k you Only my man blood is sacred cocksucker f**k you Yo everybody's a snake That's why I try to keep the grass cut So I can see 'em when they coming Then I heat they a** up Cause them niggas that you went to school with Will catch you while you in your new whip And turn your brains into Cool Whip Niggas that you running round getting a** with Ain't gon' help you do nothing but carry your casket Got the nerve to ask Kiss why I smoke so much And how I'm such a young ni**a that seem to know so much While you was running round pumping for niggas I was listening And you still pumping for niggas I'm coming through visiting You heard LOX came through in a yellow lex And hop out with the Air Force One's with yellow checks And you liable to see me Dolo icing the Rolo Burner under the Polo alot of y'all is homos Funny style niggas never down with me Type that go to the bathroom sit down and pee I'll empty your house back of your cribs smacking your kids Bullets going through your leather cracking your ribs Don't even hit me on the hip if I ain't give you a code And I ain't got a home phone number I live on the road Now I'm getting bigger checks conference calls with bigger 'xecs Bigger bracelets with bigger baguettes F**k y'all All I do is get high and think of fading you all Motherf**kers hit 'cha knees and just pray to the lord I'd rather die today than live tomorrow Then watch you crab motherf**kers just steal and borrow Put in my work you might get put in a church Funeral time everybody kissing the corpse Learn the ropes don't riff if you soft you pissing me off Call me S.P. and I spit on your boss You can die cause this sh*t might happen to me But I'mma still happen to be packing the 3 F**k with b**ches that be wrapping the keys And the niggas that bug over drug money clapping the D Shoot in the breeze 9 in the boot full of trees 1 in the morning catch me with a gun on the corner Let you know it's all real and you can front if you wanna I understand f**k it dog die in the can I say you p**sy you won't die for your right hand man As well as your left niggas trade felon for death They touch you only thing I can say is f**k you Hardcore all my niggas is homicide What you know about getting shot letting the drip dry Letting the spit fly seeing sparks whiz by Putting a mash on niggas like Klinger and Horgi So soft you smushy I blast 'til your sh*t is gushy Should be the head cat in the Broadway play you p**sy F**k with Sheek Ouija board spell death You can talk that beef sh*t I hope that deep sh*t Be as deep as you inside the f**king cement Or you can deep sea dive with no scuba gear I'll drown you with your snorkel on b**ch breathe out of there Whole team rich never seen a summer like this Baking hot and you can sled ride down my wrist neck and hand When it comes to coke I can make a snowman sh*t Play in this sh*t make a angel with it And I don't give a f**k about that 380 that y'all share Between the 10 y'all with the same 8 bullets from last year When I bust I use snubs denim flee in the spot The hand I write with need a oven glove my sh*t so hot I want the most Roley only work when it's next to my post F**k a present gimme a yacht master regular bezzy Then I'm good when I'm in the hood and I'm on the block You got a gut feeling about sh*t ni**a that means you shot what If you hoped we wouldn't make it f**k you Talk with a heart full of hatred f**k you And you said we wouldn't cake it f**k you Only my man's blood is sacred cocksucker f**k you I'll tell you in your face f**k you Pull it off my waist hit you up f**k you And watch you die on the street f**k you Whoever feel sad at the funeral f**k them too