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lirik lagu f*ck you pay me – tuka

[intro]
work hard, stay humble
nah, f*ck you, pay me
oz rap bought mum a house
but the big bucks won’t change me
if you wanna come around unannounced
young brother don’t faze me
but if you want that lunch
go clean that gutter up
sucker you are much too lazy

[bridge]
one at a time, i’m bitin’ my tongue
one at a time, i’m pickin’ it up
i’m gettin’ it done
i am not giving a f*ck
you only live one at a time
i’m rollin’ it up
i’m holdin’ it down
i don’t get carried away
i carried the weight
can’t f*ck with the shine
one at a time
draggin’ the bags to the bank

[verse 2]
(oi)
you buy up sh*t that you don’t need
to impress cool kids that you don’t like
i made something out of nothing
if you know me
i couldn’t give a f*ck about a co*sign
my home team is the oz
i keep it low*key
i’m on the slow grind
but watchin’ motherf*cker proceed into ot
i’ve been sittin’ on a gold mine
i’m big game on your hp bar
these lames they never faze me nah
tryna play me like a bass guitar
man your pocket [?] keycard
if haters gonna hate, they gonna take me far
spark another blunt, better save me half
sh*t, motherf*cker, you’re crazy daft
i’m already [?], don’t make me laugh
ha ha
blah*blah, these plastic rappers need a lady’s bra
they caught me sayin’ it, goin’ apesh*t
’cause i slayed it
couldn’t give a toss a bout a reindeer a**
i’m a boss, don’t make me spar
you’re a toddler in a baby’s bar
[?]
i was in a fight where your daydreams are
get up off your lazy *rs*
i’ma tell you rappers what the mainstream can’t
let me level with you if you got an issue you can go ahead and visit young money, gotta raise these bars
break these hearts, put your name in a hat
these chart toppers are vain when they rap
when the art wanders, gotta change and adapt
f*ck a fat trailblaze, put flames in a trap
you weren’t made for the scr*p
can’t keep pace with the pack
you are just bait for the rats
fake with facts
and i couldn’t care less what you say to me
late with the bag
we are onstage, ’til the cash
debts to collect
paper to stack
just a connect
get left with the trap
like i’m [?]

[verse 3]
go ahead and count you pennies
racks on racks
but i doubt you’re ready for the clout
[?] i’ma sn*tch you stack
like the taxman’s hand
better stash your cash
i’ve been out here steady
keep you facts on
wax on, wax off
[?]
rap god, heavy hitter
[?] track up
let me k!ll it, any minute
split a f*cking atom
that’s bop, drop it like it’s hot
pop bottles, i’m a molotov
jackpot, top dollar, i’m a rock baller
you are nothing but a lap dog jogging on the spot
(b*tch better have my money)
so much drip that i act like honey
flow cut sl!ck, like a knife through b*tter
get smoked up quick, like a crack pipe [?]
f*ck your dap, i’m tuka, not tooka
you loser, you crazy, fugacy
you shut up!
you sucker, motherf*ck you pay me
everybody sayin’ they ain’t in it for the cheddar
but i bet that if i want to be a beggar [?]

[chorus]
(give me the, give me the, give me the loop)
f*ck you pay me
(cash, money)
f*ck you pay me
(get the bag honey)
f*ck you pay me
we don’t give a f*ck, you pay me
(give me the, give me the, give me the loop)
f*ck you pay me
(cash, money)
f*ck you pay me
(get the bag honey)
f*ck you pay me
we don’t give a f*ck, you pay me
(give me the, give me the, give me the loop)
f*ck you pay me
(cash, money)
f*ck you pay me
(get the bag honey)
f*ck you pay me
we don’t give a f*ck, you pay me
(give me the, give me the, give me the loop)
f*ck you pay me
(cash, money)
f*ck you pay me
(get the bag honey)
f*ck you pay me
we don’t give a f*ck, you pay me

- tuka

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