f*ck Boy lyrics

[Intro: Pimp C]
f*ck these f*ck ass n*ggas
These pus*y ass rap n*ggas in the game
Soon as they get a bit of money they think they one of us
They can suck my motherf*ckin' di*k
n*gga be talkin bout he trill
His n*gga over here trill
You a b*tch ass n*gga
Motherf*ckers always talkin' bout how much money they got
Them n*ggas can't even go in the ghetto they be rappin' on the records about
Cause they a f*ck boy
pus*y ass n*ggas always saying they gon' do somethin' in the hood
n*gga, if we wanted to hit you, we could've hit you

[Verse 1: Pimp C]
Four in the morn, smokin' dank
Sippin on Endo, thinkin' 'bout my bank
I'm rackin' in them big noses, bout to win
And they bout to break me off a gang of m's
Cause all the n*ggas that got the milage
They don't get out the bed bout them dollars
For dollars, they f*ck over they homeboys
You think they'll hit you up, but you a f*ck boy

[Chorus: Pimp C]
f*ck boy, n*gga, you work for them folks
Like to pay for the pus*y, and a gang of hoes
n*gga always on the mic about packin' the gun
But when the sh*t pop off, he be the first to run
[Verse 2: Pimp C]
I'm a n*gga, but I do some adding and subtracting
Where the f*ck was motherf*cking Jesse Jackson?
Pimp C, tryna see them white folks
While young n*ggas was getting f*cked in they ass and throat
By these dirty ass motherf*ckin' tight folks
A few house n*ggas, but most of you is Jewish white folks
Step out of line, just might get hit with the toy
But if they do, I'm still sure they some f*ck boys

[Chorus: Pimp C]
f*ck boy, n*gga, you work for them folks
Like to pay for the pus*y, and a gang of hoes
n*gga always on the mic about packin' the gun
But when the sh*t pop off, he be the first to run

[Verse 3: Too Short]
You can run, but you still get touched, boy
You nothing but a pus*y, that's why they call you f*ck boy
It ain't sex, I ain't tryna say you f*cked a fag
You ain't gay, but you still take it up the ass
You claim to be real, but you not
You pulled out your gat, but you still got shot
You too scared to be a gangsta, you'll never be a playa
You ain't spit no game, n*gga, all you did was play
When she dumped you, you said it didn't hurt
She ain't nothing but a hoe, but your pimpin' didn't work
They put you in a cell, you tell them everything you know
You's a b*tch, you scary jealous ass hoe
[Chorus: Pimp C]
f*ck boy, n*gga, you work for them folks
Like to pay for the pus*y, and a gang of hoes
n*gga always on the mic about packin' the gun
But when the sh*t pop off, he be the first to run

[Outro: Pimp C]
Hold up
Dedicated to all you stupid ass n*ggas
Eat a sick di*k and die, n*gga
pus*y ass n*ggas around you with them guns ain't gon save you either
Cause when a niga wanna hit you, it's easy to hit you
Cause you a f*ck boy
And f*ck boys follo f*ck n*ggas
So if you a fighting ass n*gga
And you done sold dope but still talk to the feds
You a f*ck boy too
Go put a di*k in your mouth
Talkin' 'bout who you gon; slap
Not us, n*gga
Get your brains blown out on your motherf*ckin' dashboard