F Cancer Lyrics - Young Thug

Ay fuck cancer, shout out to Boosie (real spit!) 

I fuck your main bitch, I gave her cooties (Slime Season) 

Let's get it 

Hey! 

Get it, all my niggas yeah they with it 

Cause these pussy niggas hatin' 

They trying to knock me off my pimpin' 

I'm a boss, I call the shots 

I leave these pussy niggas missing 

And I'm whipping like I'm gifted 

You can catch me in the kitchen, hey 

I don't want no brown I want a syrup bottle 

I put it down and then she started stalking 

Pop all the perky, yeah a halftime 

Little mamma pussy soaking, yeah it's bath time 

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I put a nine inside a two liter 

I'ma send her right back because I know you need her 

Start about fake shit, I shall call my people 

Shout out to rasta niggas, those my people 

Put down my strap and used these hands, they evil 

Tried to be loyal to these foreigns, but I am a cheater 

Got a lot of followers, a perfect leader 

I like it icy cause I'm not a cheap one 

Babe make your booty roll 

I got a lot of hundreds, I wanna see that tootsie roll 

I got a lot of partners, Falcons like I'm Julio 

We done got drunk inside this bitch, I'm Don Julio 

We tryna get wet from these bitches, so what you cruising for 

My family depend on me, that's who I do it for 

Of course I do it for my bitch and for my crew for sure 

I do it for my jeweler, my ice off a fucking boat 

You know the routine, little bitch, I'm private 

Little bitch I'm hot, like I'm a Taki 

I knock it out, pussy, just like I'm Rocky 

I got a bunch of wings surrounding my body 

Photos 

Get it, all my niggas yeah they with it 

Cause these pussy niggas hatin 

They trying to knock me off my pimpin' 

I'm a boss, I call the shots 

I leave these pussy niggas missing 

And I'm whipping like I'm gifted 

You can catch me in the kitchen, hey (bitch) 

I don't want no brown I want a syrup bottle 

I put it down and then she started stalking 

Pop all the perky, yeah, a halftime 

Little mamma pussy soaking, yeah it's bath time 

Okay it's bath time, just like a birdie 

I cop a foreign (skrrt), I pull off skirting (skrrt!) 

Bitch is you worth it, you make me nervous 

You rock them Chrome Hearts, you looking nerdy (oh my god) 

This ain't no fish n' grits, but this that fishscale 

I let little mama be, I keep her good and well 

Bitch I'm an OG, I don't play that tattletale 

By the time you dress me out, I'ma be in that Maybach 

I smoke that cookie dough, I drink that Actavis 

My life a video, I'ma let you caption it 

Energizer Bunny, you see these carats, ho 

I'm Rey Mysterio, my life on HBO 

They didn't want me fuck none 

Now they want to suck some, and fuck some 

YSL ain't gonna cuff 'em, we fuck some 

Then we go and do another one (woo-woo-woo 

Yeah we go and do another one, son 

I got my gun, you better run, run, run 

You know I got bread like a croissant, son 

I get 'em stuck up for a honey bun, yeah, yeah 

I put ice in all my watches, came in in Versace 

Perky, gas, molly, trappin', we got plenty options 

Her pussy water like it's bath time, she wishy washy 

And she gon' suck and fuck me even when the feds watching 

I don't fuck with broke niggas, nah we can't relate 

I put water on that white, bitch I call her Ricki Lake 

Lil mama she lost in the sauce, she needa get hit with the pause 

After I fuck her she run through the doors 

And then I'm rejecting her calls 

I threw a pack over the gate to my niggas hiding in the wall 

RIP Pistol, RIP Mike, I pour up the lean for y'all 

Remember the days I trapped out the bando 

I had a thousand dollars 

You the same nigga that said I wouldn't make it 

I put in a thousand hours 

Get it, all my niggas yeah they with it 

Cause these pussy niggas hatin 

They trying to knock me off my pimpin' 

I'm a boss, I call the shots 

I leave these pussy niggas missing 

And I'm whipping like I'm gifted 

You can catch me in the kitchen, hey 

I don't want no brown I want a syrup bottle 

I put it down and then she started stalking 

Pop all the perky, yeah a halftime 

Little mamma pussy soaking, yeah it's bath time 

Split this perc with me, little bitch you know it's halftime 

She wetter than an ocean, yeah it's bath time 

Little bitch gon' bring me back some dollar signs 

And I'ma let you ride her like a pathfinder