F*** Da Bulls***

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F*** Da Bulls*** by Young Money

F*** Da Bulls*** Lyrics

[00:00.91] Yeah
[00:01.47] Cut it up gimme a light
[00:03.61] Yeah and by the way nigga
[00:05.56] Its Young Mula, first lady
[00:08.68] Uhhh yo yo
[00:12.19] Let us begin with the bad lil' specimen
[00:14.87] Ballenciago's is all these things I be steppin' in
[00:18.60] Gucci bathing suits, only thing I'm dressin' in
[00:21.13] Cause I get wetter than a navy seal veteran
[00:24.31] Got them writing love letters in they journal
[00:27.11] Keep em on these toes like a midget at the urinal
[00:30.48] B-b-b-bad as I wanna be
[00:33.10] She ain't bad she a sad and a wannabe
[00:36.45] Yeah fuck the bullshit
[00:38.75] It's big money poppin'
[00:40.46] Young Mula!
[00:41.95] Yeah
[00:42.88] Just like that
[00:44.12] What up young nigga
[00:45.42] Lets go Gudda
[00:47.43] Okay we runnin' this shit, when we walk in the building
[00:50.48] Got bitches from wall to wall, hoes hangin' from the ceiling
[00:53.43] Young Money we 'bout to kill 'em, I promise I'll make a million
[00:56.40] And if they didn't have no hands, I'll bet them bitches go feel 'em
[00:59.42] I'm talkin' money and power, you gettin' money? I doubt it
[01:02.63] Fresher than baby power, with your bitch in the shower
[01:05.49] That pussy imma devour, I beat it up till it's sour
[01:08.47] No need for you to even trip bitch I'll be done in a hour
[01:11.45] Let's go!
[01:13.89] Junior
[01:14.43] They say the blacker the berry, the redder the cherry
[01:17.57] I say sweeter it is, ya dig.berry
[01:20.76] Then the bullshit varies, and it got me weary
[01:23.55] But I know two of the same, call it murdered and married
[01:26.43] Hustling is so necessary, with no avisaries
[01:29.55] But aint no love, like a calendar with no February's
[01:32.54] Imma need four secretary, and four Bloody Mary's
[01:35.50] Imma go eat me some pussy, and choke up the cherry
[01:38.56] I'm gone
[01:38.87] Yeah
[01:39.21] Fully loaded with it, to the ceiling with it
[01:42.68] More money than you ever seen nigga
[01:46.39]
[01:48.65] Aiight, Drizzy, Drake
[01:50.51] Look
[01:51.33] Kill the game no one recovers the murder weapon
[01:54.41] Young angel if ya hate me tell me burn in heaven
[01:57.47] How'd you sleep on me, the highest earning freshmen
[02:00.49] Like ya 3rd infection, I hope ya learned ya lesson
[02:03.49] Yeah
[02:04.09] I spit raw but I prefer protection
[02:06.32] I own her heart and her mind, and the shirt she slept in
[02:09.53] Bitch I got the answer, and still ain't heard the question
[02:12.38] I shut ya club down, please reserve my section
[02:15.25] Fuck a confrontation, they aint no cakin' it
[02:18.14] And I'm cakin' bitch, so tell me why I take a break from it
[02:21.00] The mother of your child always tell you I'm her favorite
[02:24.09] She call me her baby, not the one she was in labor with
[02:27.02] She say 'oh you taste good', I say 'oh just savor it'
[02:30.08] She know that she love a nigga, I be on that major shit
[02:33.25] Cause I get paid to stand, and I get paid to sit
[02:35.92] So I don't walk around with money, baby girl I'm made of it.
[02:38.91]

From the album: We Are Young Money