Fuck'em Lyrics - Shyne

Artist: Shyne 

Album: Boys Will Be Boys b/w Fuck 'Em 12" 

Song: Fuck 'Em 

Typed by: BiGPuN 

Verse 1: 

Leave n****a layin' stiffer than my dick when it's up in a tight clit 

return the Devils hate by fuckin' a white bitch 

bitches ain't shit but some hips, 

tits, clits, and some fat lips to wrap around my dick 

check it, ghetto girl in designer type 

she could get it 'long as the vagina tight 

keep they nose numb, high off of china white 

kinda like the quartz, I knock 'em down, runnin' through my system, 

pussy ain't right hit 'em with a aww naaaw 

if the head right get remanded behind bars bizarre 

grand jury endightment, lifetime sentence, stash my coke in they bra 

the hustl-ar, ya'll custom-ar's 

posted up on Broadway in a custom R 

25 Mil' in the trunk 

Nicky Barnes style on my way to the trunk 

bitch lets bump. 

Chorus (Shyne and Female) 

No, (fuck these bitches, fuck these bitches, fuck 'em) 

I don't love these bitches, fuck these hoes 

No, (fuck these n****s, fuck these n****s, fuck 'em) 

I don't love these n****s, fuck these n****s 

('till the day that I die never get none of mine) 

No, (fuck these bitches, fuck these bitches, 

fuck these bitches, fuck 'em) 

I don't love these n****s, fuck these scrubs 

No, fuck these n****s (Four Karat thug n****s want some love) 

Verse 2: 

I'm that n****a Priest from Supafly after he died 

reincarnated, keep a bitch wide 

on the bed tied 

like "Uh! Uh! Uh!", stop I'm tired 

besides my Moms a bitch' lips never touch my face, 

maybe my girl, but I be watchin' her funny 

like "Who dick you suckin' while I'm on tour gettin' money 

tryin' to wash this crack money?" 

I give a bitch nothin' but sperm 

when you n****s gon' learn? 

Discern queens from sluts, love from lust 

The ones who ate pussy and take it in the butt 

20 stacks in my pockets, I'm cheap 

fuckin' treatin' a freak to eat 

I got KY Jelly and grease 

and a stick of bubble gum bitch, you want a piece? 

C'mon.... 

Chorus 

Verse 3: 

Never met a bitch I liked enough to love 

and I share with my mothafuckin' n***a Buzz 

let the Homies get up on it, 

treat a bitch like a blunt, hit, hit, pass 

head on my dick 'till she get whiplash 

fuck it I'm cold, some bitches is colder 

runnin' game just to get up in the Rover 

Platinum R, Platinum Jehovah 

not here bitch, fuck what they told ya' 

Keys to the condo, Gucci ensamble 

gaul streams in Santa Fe` doin' the Mambo 

laid back where the shade's at 

white sand, tan, how many bitches can say that? 

you want that? we can do that...yeah right 

not in your life 

stay focused, get my money, every penny 

fuck if your legs broke bitch, crawl on ya' belly 

Chorus 'till fade...