Fuck You Mean Song Lyrics

Fuck You Mean by Meek Mill

(Intro)
Hol’ up, wait a minute
Y’all thought I was finished
(Hook)
f**k ya mean, boy!
I spent 1000 on these muthaf**kin’ jeans, boy
So much $, got it bustin’ out the seems, boy
Ya got my ol’ b**ch since my new b**ch out yo dreams, boy
What the f**k ya mean, boy!
f**k ya mean, boy!
I spent 1000 on these muthaf**kin’ jeans, boy
So much $, got it bustin’ out the seems, boy
Ya got my ol’ b**ch since my new b**ch out yo dreams, boy
What the f**k ya mean, boy!
What da f**k ya mean, what da f**k ya mean
What da f**k ya mean, what da f**k ya mean
What da f**k ya mean, what da f**k ya mean
What da f**k ya mean, what da f**k ya mean
(Verse: Meek Mill)
Same hoes that said I couldn’t get it tryna kick it
Balmain denim spent a thousand on the ticket
Trappin’ out the bando $ knockin’ like who is it
Think that Benji at the do’, grab the chopper go & get it
I sit back all leanin’, ain’t no rap star neitha
Let that mac all screamin’, we cook that crack on seamen
I got yo rent on my belt
Talkin’ yo house on my wrist
Yo car note on my jeans
My sneaks bloody as sh*t
That’s why they sing bloody murda bloody murda
I ask yo b**ch about this $ made her nervous
She doin’ good no mo’ pay offs fo’ her service
When bosses talkin’ shut yo mouth if ya a worker
Cuz I’ve been working chasin’ $ like I’m hurtin’
Gettin’ pussy in my Maybach think the driver heard us
Roll the partition up
All in the cut act like this broad give a f**k
I know she down fo’ whateva gon’ do it all fo’ a buck
And now that Boosie back home know we gon’ ball fo’ a month
Cuz real niggas come first that’s why we all in the front
And suckas all in the back, & all of us strapped
Why don’t we f**k wit ya pussy niggas, cuz all of them rats
(Hook)
f**k ya mean, boy!
I spent 1000 on these muthaf**kin’ jeans, boy
So much $, got it bustin’ out the seems, boy
Ya got my ol’ b**ch since my new b**ch out yo dreams, boy
What the f**k ya mean, boy!
f**k ya mean, boy!
I spent 1000 on these muthaf**kin’ jeans, boy
So much $, got it bustin’ out the seems, boy
Ya got my ol’ b**ch since my new b**ch out yo dreams, boy
What the f**k ya mean, boy!
What da f**k ya mean, what da f**k ya mean
What da f**k ya mean, what da f**k ya mean
What da f**k ya mean, what da f**k ya mean
What da f**k ya mean, what da f**k ya mean
(Verse 2: Lil Boosie)
I keep a hundred grand in these Robin jeans
What the f**k ya mean
b**ches left me in prison they threw away their dreams
I’m the leader of the mad max murda team
Ice man conscious & my $ is growin’ trees
Sicker than eva richer than eva call a Brinks truck
What the f**k ya mean girl, its two words b**ch f**k
I beat it up, holdin’ my line ya betta get it up
Buzz strong $ long street nigga real as f**k
What the f**k ya mean, what the f**k ya mean
f**k ya , f**k yo mama, & f**k yo team
The seems bustin’ out my jeans I need HOV $
No 360 deal this sh*t real get all my show $
Hol’ up, lemme let my $ talk
My rollie cost yo house, my shows sold out
Got mo’ 1000 dolla jeans that there’s stores up in the South
In my heart I’m a boss & this is this is this is what the f**k I’m mean
Boosie bad ass ball biggest bank rolls
Ya can have my ol’ b**ch cuz I don’t do the same hoes
The jeans in my closet add up to a Range Rova
What the f**k ya mean I’m that nigga game ova!
(Hook)
f**k ya mean, boy!
I spent 1000 on these muthaf**kin’ jeans, boy
So much $, got it bustin’ out the seems, boy
Ya got my ol’ b**ch since my new b**ch out yo dreams, boy
What the f**k ya mean, boy!
f**k ya mean, boy!
I spent 1000 on these muthaf**kin’ jeans, boy
So much $, got it bustin’ out the seems, boy
Ya got my ol’ b**ch since my new b**ch out yo dreams, boy
What the f**k ya mean, boy!
What da f**k ya mean, what da f**k ya mean
What da f**k ya mean, what da f**k ya mean
What da f**k ya mean, what da f**k ya mean
What da f**k ya mean, what da f**k ya mean