S.T.M.F.U. Songtext
Yo, T, come up here and get your sister, man, she shootin'
Lot of bitches in the club, few bitches in your face
Cute bitches on your lap, you bitches gettin' sprayed
'Bout to shoot this motherfucker up (Shoot this motherfucker up)
'Bout to shoot this motherfucker up (Shoot this motherfucker up)
I know you on that 'yac, Remy and lemonade
Those bitches gon' react when you pull up in your Wraith
'Bout to shoot this motherfucker up (Shoot this motherfucker up)
'Bout to shoot this motherfucker up (Shoot this motherfucker up)
I know I sound a tad bit jealous
But I put too much time in this shit
And no one's gonna lovе you like this
Won't apologize if I get too rеckless
You should grade me for my effort (Effort)
Plus I've stayed here for all of these years (These years)
And I stayed down through all of these tears (These tears)
I'll do what I gotta do to send this message (Oh, oh-ooh)
Bitches in the club, few bitches in your face
Cute bitches on your lap, you bitches gettin' sprayed
'Bout to shoot this motherfucker up (Think I'm playin' with you?)
'Bout to shoot this motherfucker up (Really think I'm playin' with you?)
I know you on that 'yac, Remy and lemonade
Those bitches gon' react when you pull up in your Wraith
'Bout to shoot this motherfucker up (Shoot this motherfucker up)
'Bout to shoot this motherfucker up (Shoot this motherfucker up)
Mia, you ain't even got a gun Okay, I'm gon' have to get me one
I bet everybody better run (Baow)
I bet everybody better run-run (Run)
You say I'm dangerous on that XO (Mm)
I say you dangerous with your sex though (Yeah)
Can't let you give the dick to the next ho (Nah)
Make em' disappear like Presto (Fuck outta here)
Lot of bitches in the club, few bitches in your face
Cute bitches on your lap, you bitches gettin' sprayed
'Bout to shoot this motherfucker up (Shoot this motherfucker up)
'Bout to shoot this motherfucker up (Shoot this motherfucker up)
I know you on that 'yac, Remy and lemonade
Those bitches gon' react when you pull up in your Wraith
'Bout to shoot this motherfucker up (Shoot this motherfucker up)
'Bout to shoot this motherfucker up (Shoot this motherfucker up)
Mia, you ain't even got a gun
'Bout to shoot this motherfucker up
All the attention you gettin', all the bitches who mention
Your name inside of a sentence, they gon get me a sentence
All them blushes and giggles, sneaky discussions and riddles
That sweet-talking gon' have these hoes in the fucking hospital
I see your captions, nigga, I see you flashing figures
Acting friendly, you gon' see what all that action'll get ya
Don't get these girlies hurt, 'cause I'm not pulling out bundles
I ain't hurling a purse, that's who we twirling first
Go ahead and try me if you think I'm bluffin'
For my hubby, I promise I'm bussin' (I promise I'm bussin')
Go ahead and try me if you think I'm bluffin'
For my hubby, I promise I'm bussin' (Bussin'— Bussin'— Bussin')
Lot of bitches in the club, few bitches in your face
Cute bitches on your lap, you bitches gettin' sprayed
'Bout to shoot this motherfucker up (Shoot this motherfucker up)
'Bout to shoot this motherfucker up (Shoot this motherfucker up)
Lot of bitches in the club, few bitches in your face
Cute bitches on your lap, you bitches gettin' sprayed
'Bout to shoot this motherfucker up (Shoot this motherfucker up)
'Bout to shoot this motherfucker up (Shoot this motherfucker up)
'Bout to shoot this motherfucker up (Shoot this motherfucker up)
'Bout to shoot this motherfucker up (Shoot this motherfucker up)
'Bout to shoot this motherfucker up (Shoot this motherfucker up)
'Bout to shoot this motherfucker up (Shoot this motherfucker up)
Lot of bitches in the club, few bitches in your face
Cute bitches on your lap, you bitches gettin' sprayed
'Bout to shoot this motherfucker up (Shoot this motherfucker up)
'Bout to shoot this motherfucker up (Shoot this motherfucker up)
I know you on that 'yac, Remy and lemonade
Those bitches gon' react when you pull up in your Wraith
'Bout to shoot this motherfucker up (Shoot this motherfucker up)
'Bout to shoot this motherfucker up (Shoot this motherfucker up)
I know I sound a tad bit jealous
But I put too much time in this shit
And no one's gonna lovе you like this
Won't apologize if I get too rеckless
You should grade me for my effort (Effort)
Plus I've stayed here for all of these years (These years)
And I stayed down through all of these tears (These tears)
I'll do what I gotta do to send this message (Oh, oh-ooh)
Bitches in the club, few bitches in your face
Cute bitches on your lap, you bitches gettin' sprayed
'Bout to shoot this motherfucker up (Think I'm playin' with you?)
'Bout to shoot this motherfucker up (Really think I'm playin' with you?)
I know you on that 'yac, Remy and lemonade
Those bitches gon' react when you pull up in your Wraith
'Bout to shoot this motherfucker up (Shoot this motherfucker up)
'Bout to shoot this motherfucker up (Shoot this motherfucker up)
Mia, you ain't even got a gun Okay, I'm gon' have to get me one
I bet everybody better run (Baow)
I bet everybody better run-run (Run)
You say I'm dangerous on that XO (Mm)
I say you dangerous with your sex though (Yeah)
Can't let you give the dick to the next ho (Nah)
Make em' disappear like Presto (Fuck outta here)
Lot of bitches in the club, few bitches in your face
Cute bitches on your lap, you bitches gettin' sprayed
'Bout to shoot this motherfucker up (Shoot this motherfucker up)
'Bout to shoot this motherfucker up (Shoot this motherfucker up)
I know you on that 'yac, Remy and lemonade
Those bitches gon' react when you pull up in your Wraith
'Bout to shoot this motherfucker up (Shoot this motherfucker up)
'Bout to shoot this motherfucker up (Shoot this motherfucker up)
Mia, you ain't even got a gun
'Bout to shoot this motherfucker up
All the attention you gettin', all the bitches who mention
Your name inside of a sentence, they gon get me a sentence
All them blushes and giggles, sneaky discussions and riddles
That sweet-talking gon' have these hoes in the fucking hospital
I see your captions, nigga, I see you flashing figures
Acting friendly, you gon' see what all that action'll get ya
Don't get these girlies hurt, 'cause I'm not pulling out bundles
I ain't hurling a purse, that's who we twirling first
Go ahead and try me if you think I'm bluffin'
For my hubby, I promise I'm bussin' (I promise I'm bussin')
Go ahead and try me if you think I'm bluffin'
For my hubby, I promise I'm bussin' (Bussin'— Bussin'— Bussin')
Lot of bitches in the club, few bitches in your face
Cute bitches on your lap, you bitches gettin' sprayed
'Bout to shoot this motherfucker up (Shoot this motherfucker up)
'Bout to shoot this motherfucker up (Shoot this motherfucker up)
Lot of bitches in the club, few bitches in your face
Cute bitches on your lap, you bitches gettin' sprayed
'Bout to shoot this motherfucker up (Shoot this motherfucker up)
'Bout to shoot this motherfucker up (Shoot this motherfucker up)
'Bout to shoot this motherfucker up (Shoot this motherfucker up)
'Bout to shoot this motherfucker up (Shoot this motherfucker up)
'Bout to shoot this motherfucker up (Shoot this motherfucker up)
'Bout to shoot this motherfucker up (Shoot this motherfucker up)
