Song Lyrics

I see you driving down town with the girl I love
and I'm like,
F*ck you!
I guess the change in my pocket wasn't enough
I'm like,
Ah f*ck!

I'm sorry,
I can't afford a Ferrari,
But I got something that'll get you there
Say she's an X box and I'm more Atari,
But the way you play your game ain't fair.

I pity the fool
That falls in love with you
Ah
She's a gold digger
She's a gold digger
Ooh
I've got some news for you.
Why don't you go tell your fucking boyfriend.

I see you driving down town with the girl I love
And I'm like,
F*ck you!
Oh, oh, oh
I guess the change in my pocket wasn't enough
I'm like,
F*ck you! And f*ck her too.
I said,
If I was richer, I'd still be here with ya
Ain't that some shit?
(Ain't that some shit?)
And although there's pain in my chest
I still wish you the best
And
F*ck you!
Oh, oh, oh

Now I know,
I had to borrow,
Beg and steal and lie and cheat.
(Beg and steal and lie and cheat.)
Trying to keep ya,
Trying to please ya.
'Cause being with your ass ain't cheap.

I pity the fool
That falls in love with you
Ah
She's a gold digger
She's a motherfucking gold digger
Ooh
I've got some news for you.
Ooh,
I really hate your ass right now.

I see you driving down town with the girl I love
and I'm like,
F*ck you! (F*ck you!)
Oh, oh, oh
I guess the change in my pocket wasn't enough
I'm like,
F*ck you! And f*ck her too.
I said,
If I was richer, I'd still be here with ya
Ain't that some shit? (shit)
(Ain't that some shit?)
And although there's pain in my chest
I still wish you the best
And
F*ck you!
Oh, oh, oh


Now baby, baby, baby, why you why you wanna wanna hurt me so bad?
(So bad, so bad, so bad)
I tried to tell my mamma but she told me
It's one for your dad.
(Your dad, your dad, your dad)
So I tell her like
Why?
Why?
Why oh baby?
I love you.
Still baby I love you.
Oh!

I see you driving down town with the girl I love
and I'm like,
F*ck you!
(F*ck you bitch!)
So f*ck you!

I see you driving down town with the girl I love
and I'm like,
F*ck you!
Oh, oh, oh
I guess the change in my pocket wasn't enough
I'm like,
F*ck you! And...
Come on, come on
One more time

I see you driving down town with the girl I love (girl I love)
and I'm like,
F*ck you! (F*ck you!)
Oh, oh, oh
I guess the change in my pocket wasn't enough (wasn't enough)
I'm like,
F*ck you! (F*ck you)

Robert Walter Steininger, Susan G. Medley

The duration of F**k You is 3:33 minutes and seconds.