Fuck Y’all Niggas Lyrics by Rah Digga
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* the same song appears on the outsidaz night life ep
Intro
Yeah, rah digga once again, about to set it on niggas
Representing for all my bitches across the globe
Ladies we gon set it one time, cmon...
Chorus 1 (rah digga)
Say fuck yall niggas (fuck yall niggas)
Everyone of yall niggas (everyone of yall niggas)
Dont trust yall niggas (dont trust yall niggas)
Fuck all yall niggas (fuck all yall niggas)
Verse 1 (rah digga)
All my bitches that had it up to here
We about to make changes coming in the new year
Say fuck yall niggas (fuck yall niggas)
Dont trust yall niggas (dont trust yall niggas)
Stayin up in the game give all these lazy fuckers
Trife ass strife with all them wack baby mothers
Fuck yall niggas (fuck yall niggas)
Everyone of yall niggas (everyone of yall niggas)
Lets take their bail money, make it hair and nail money
Chanel money, nike and adidas shell money
Bitches bout to shut down your whole line of gang
Gasp! thinking you gon put some shit in money
It goes with other women shoe kinda fitting
Suck a niggas friend, tell his man like he hit it
Lying on your dick, blow your spot, oh well
Bunch of bum ass niggas cant even cop hotels
Chorus 1
Chorus 2 (young zee)
Fuck yall bitches (fuck yall bitches)
Fuck all yall bitches (fuck all yall bitches)
I dont trust yall bitches (dont trust yall bitches)
So fuck yall bitches (fuck yall bitches)
Verse 2 (young zee)
On my room ceiling, I got mad mirrors built in
So when I fuck you youre gon feel like youre at the hilton
Fake dime hoes, you give em aliz
You can smell their toungues from a hundred miles away
Yall lame gucci bitches (fake gucci bitches)
Stink coochi bitches (stink coochi bitches)
My niggas pop girls up in back of zees truck
But we aint going nowhere till after we fuck
Cause ? ? ? we might not touch, how that sounding?
I dont give a fuck if a bitch come in growling
Tell your girls fuck everyone of us
Yall hoes can eat till your motheruckin stomach bust
Drop your drawers, come slop my balls
Youll get a trip going straight to the mall and i...
Let your pretty ass run loose
And go distract the cops while your ass go boost!
Chorus 1
Chorus 2
Chorus 1
Chorus 2
Intro
Yeah, rah digga once again, about to set it on niggas
Representing for all my bitches across the globe
Ladies we gon set it one time, cmon...
Chorus 1 (rah digga)
Say fuck yall niggas (fuck yall niggas)
Everyone of yall niggas (everyone of yall niggas)
Dont trust yall niggas (dont trust yall niggas)
Fuck all yall niggas (fuck all yall niggas)
Verse 1 (rah digga)
All my bitches that had it up to here
We about to make changes coming in the new year
Say fuck yall niggas (fuck yall niggas)
Dont trust yall niggas (dont trust yall niggas)
Stayin up in the game give all these lazy fuckers
Trife ass strife with all them wack baby mothers
Fuck yall niggas (fuck yall niggas)
Everyone of yall niggas (everyone of yall niggas)
Lets take their bail money, make it hair and nail money
Chanel money, nike and adidas shell money
Bitches bout to shut down your whole line of gang
Gasp! thinking you gon put some shit in money
It goes with other women shoe kinda fitting
Suck a niggas friend, tell his man like he hit it
Lying on your dick, blow your spot, oh well
Bunch of bum ass niggas cant even cop hotels
Chorus 1
Chorus 2 (young zee)
Fuck yall bitches (fuck yall bitches)
Fuck all yall bitches (fuck all yall bitches)
I dont trust yall bitches (dont trust yall bitches)
So fuck yall bitches (fuck yall bitches)
Verse 2 (young zee)
On my room ceiling, I got mad mirrors built in
So when I fuck you youre gon feel like youre at the hilton
Fake dime hoes, you give em aliz
You can smell their toungues from a hundred miles away
Yall lame gucci bitches (fake gucci bitches)
Stink coochi bitches (stink coochi bitches)
My niggas pop girls up in back of zees truck
But we aint going nowhere till after we fuck
Cause ? ? ? we might not touch, how that sounding?
I dont give a fuck if a bitch come in growling
Tell your girls fuck everyone of us
Yall hoes can eat till your motheruckin stomach bust
Drop your drawers, come slop my balls
Youll get a trip going straight to the mall and i...
Let your pretty ass run loose
And go distract the cops while your ass go boost!
Chorus 1
Chorus 2
Chorus 1
Chorus 2
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