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Trucka - Fuk Me? Fuk U! Lyrics



Trucka - Fuk Me? Fuk U! Lyrics




After me well then comes you
Look at me well now look at you
Excuse me no excuse you
Mother f*ck me no mother f*ck you

F*ck me, f*ck you
F*ck me, f*ck you
(Wow it's f*ck me then it's f*ck you too)
F*ck me, f*ck you
F*ck me, f*ck you
(Yea)
F*ck me, f*ck you
(Yea)
F*ck me, f*ck you

Ea diablo, hoy doy cambio
Ese de quien a todos le huele el rabo
O lo mato a el, o me mato llo eh
Parece que no ve placas de Nueva York eh

Should I make him understand, this aint even above me to plan
The last chest move he made just made me checkmate his ass
He should have never left right lane, where they have the greenest grass
He became a pain in my right and now it aint safe to pass
Popping like a part tart, piping out of pocket hot
F*cking with the Trucka not too bright you need the right car
Call 911 hurry run hit that on star, petal to the medal give it bass but it's too late, ditch

(Mother F*ck Me No Mother F*ck You)
(Yea, Yea)

F*ck me, f*ck you
F*ck me, f*ck you
(Wow it's f*ck me well it's f*ck you too)
F*ck me, f*ck you
F*ck me, f*ck you
(Yea)
F*ck me, f*ck you
(Yea)
F*ck me, f*ck you

A pues vamos, arranca el caro, esa de la que a todos le da los cargos
O me multa ella o la multo llo que, no le gusta ver placas de Nueva York eh
I see sirens, must be a cop car f*ckem I aint sweating, I put that right guard
If she want it she could have it, let her turtle chase this rabbit
Put this bitch on beast and drag it, let her know trucka's a savage
We ain't the same switching my lanes, Dave and Buster I aint playing no games
Redeeming my tickets now give me my fame, ridiculous dick what im giving a dame
Shifting their kidneys at the end of the day, pleasure and pain cause that's their game
Ticklish chick so I made her insane, went off the top she gave that brain brain brain
(Yea)

(Mother f*ck me no mother f*ck you)
(Yea, Yea)
F*ck me, f*ck you
F*ck me, f*ck you
(Wow it's f*ck me, then it's f*ck you too)
F*ck me, f*ck you
F*ck me, f*ck you
(Yea)
F*ck me, f*ck you
(Yea)
F*ck me, f*ck you

F*ck me, f*ck you
F*ck me, f*ck you
(Mother f*ck Me No Mother F*ck You)
F*ck me, f*ck you
F*ck me, f*ck you
(Yea)
F*ck me, f*ck you
(Yea)
F*ck me, f*ck you

Ea rayo, baja el radio, le voy a limpiar el pico al que se siente gallo
Tengo machete quitarle el frote a el que se sienta el bravo
Y tengo el bicho que tiene el dicho de no ser enano

Yo soy de Brooklyn pero ahora cruso el Verrazano
Te doy calefacción en el invierno y el verano
Yo soy el jefe no esclavo de eso estamos claro
Si me da la puta gana largo y me pongo en otro estado

Let's get one thing clear, you f*ckers stand clear
I know it's no fair, we have No Fear, don't care which, where Brooklyn here
Dropped in 19 looking lean now we everywhere (Going All The Way Up)

F*ck me, f*ck you
F*ck me, f*ck you
(Wow It's f*ck me then its f*ck you too)
F*ck me, f*ck you
F*ck me, f*ck you
(Yea)
F*ck me, f*ck you
(Yea)
F*ck me, f*ck you

F*ck me, f*ck you
F*ck me, f*ck you
(Mother F*ck Me No Mother F*ck You)
F*ck me, f*ck you
F*ck me, f*ck you
(Yea)
F*ck me, f*ck you
(Yea)
F*ck me, f*ck you

(Mother f*ck me no Mother f*ck you)

(Yea, Yea)
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After me well then comes you
Look at me well now look at you
Excuse me no excuse you
Mother f*ck me no mother f*ck you

F*ck me, f*ck you
F*ck me, f*ck you
(Wow it's f*ck me then it's f*ck you too)
F*ck me, f*ck you
F*ck me, f*ck you
(Yea)
F*ck me, f*ck you
(Yea)
F*ck me, f*ck you

Ea diablo, hoy doy cambio
Ese de quien a todos le huele el rabo
O lo mato a el, o me mato llo eh
Parece que no ve placas de Nueva York eh

Should I make him understand, this aint even above me to plan
The last chest move he made just made me checkmate his ass
He should have never left right lane, where they have the greenest grass
He became a pain in my right and now it aint safe to pass
Popping like a part tart, piping out of pocket hot
F*cking with the Trucka not too bright you need the right car
Call 911 hurry run hit that on star, petal to the medal give it bass but it's too late, ditch

(Mother F*ck Me No Mother F*ck You)
(Yea, Yea)

F*ck me, f*ck you
F*ck me, f*ck you
(Wow it's f*ck me well it's f*ck you too)
F*ck me, f*ck you
F*ck me, f*ck you
(Yea)
F*ck me, f*ck you
(Yea)
F*ck me, f*ck you

A pues vamos, arranca el caro, esa de la que a todos le da los cargos
O me multa ella o la multo llo que, no le gusta ver placas de Nueva York eh
I see sirens, must be a cop car f*ckem I aint sweating, I put that right guard
If she want it she could have it, let her turtle chase this rabbit
Put this bitch on beast and drag it, let her know trucka's a savage
We ain't the same switching my lanes, Dave and Buster I aint playing no games
Redeeming my tickets now give me my fame, ridiculous dick what im giving a dame
Shifting their kidneys at the end of the day, pleasure and pain cause that's their game
Ticklish chick so I made her insane, went off the top she gave that brain brain brain
(Yea)

(Mother f*ck me no mother f*ck you)
(Yea, Yea)
F*ck me, f*ck you
F*ck me, f*ck you
(Wow it's f*ck me, then it's f*ck you too)
F*ck me, f*ck you
F*ck me, f*ck you
(Yea)
F*ck me, f*ck you
(Yea)
F*ck me, f*ck you

F*ck me, f*ck you
F*ck me, f*ck you
(Mother f*ck Me No Mother F*ck You)
F*ck me, f*ck you
F*ck me, f*ck you
(Yea)
F*ck me, f*ck you
(Yea)
F*ck me, f*ck you

Ea rayo, baja el radio, le voy a limpiar el pico al que se siente gallo
Tengo machete quitarle el frote a el que se sienta el bravo
Y tengo el bicho que tiene el dicho de no ser enano

Yo soy de Brooklyn pero ahora cruso el Verrazano
Te doy calefacción en el invierno y el verano
Yo soy el jefe no esclavo de eso estamos claro
Si me da la puta gana largo y me pongo en otro estado

Let's get one thing clear, you f*ckers stand clear
I know it's no fair, we have No Fear, don't care which, where Brooklyn here
Dropped in 19 looking lean now we everywhere (Going All The Way Up)

F*ck me, f*ck you
F*ck me, f*ck you
(Wow It's f*ck me then its f*ck you too)
F*ck me, f*ck you
F*ck me, f*ck you
(Yea)
F*ck me, f*ck you
(Yea)
F*ck me, f*ck you

F*ck me, f*ck you
F*ck me, f*ck you
(Mother F*ck Me No Mother F*ck You)
F*ck me, f*ck you
F*ck me, f*ck you
(Yea)
F*ck me, f*ck you
(Yea)
F*ck me, f*ck you

(Mother f*ck me no Mother f*ck you)

(Yea, Yea)
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Writer: Pedro Ramos
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Trucka
Length: 4:16
Written by: Pedro Ramos

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