chorus
I see you drivin' round town
And I'm like, "Fuck you" (ooh, ooh, ooh!)
I guess the change in my pocket wasn't enough
I'm like, "Fuck you, and, uh fuck her too"
Said if I was richer, I'd still be with ya
Ha, now ain't that some shit? (Ain't that some shit?)
And although there's pain in my chest
I still wish you the best
With a "Fuck you" (ooh, ooh, ooh!)
verse
Yeah, I'm sorry, I can't afford a Ferrari, huh
But that don't mean I can't get you there, huh
I guess she's an XBox, and I'm more Atari, mmm
But the way you play your game ain't fair, uh
pre-chorus
I pity the fool that falls in love with you, uh-oh
(Oh shit, she's a gold-digger)
(Just thought you should know nigga)
Ooh, I've got some news for you, uh-huh
Yeah, go run and tell your little boyfriend
chorus
I see you drivin' round town
And I'm like, "Fuck you" (ooh, ooh, ooh!)
I guess the change in my pocket wasn't enough
I'm like, "Fuck you, and, uh fuck her too"
Said if I was richer, I'd still be with ya
Ha, now ain't that some shit? (Ain't that some shit?)
And although there's pain in my chest
I still wish you the best
With a "Fuck you" (ooh, ooh, ooh!)
verse
Now I know, that I had to borrow, huh
Beg and steal, and lie and cheat, uh
Tryin' to keep ya, tryin' to please ya
'Cause being in love with your ass ain't cheap, nah
pre-chorus
I pity the fool that falls in love with you
(Oh shit, she's a gold-digger)
(Just thought you should know nigga)
Ooh, I've got some news for you, huh
Ooh, I really hate your ass right now!
chorus
I see you drivin' round town
And I'm like "Fuck you" (ooh, ooh, ooh!)
I guess the change in my pocket wasn't enough
I'm like, "Fuck you, and, uh fuck her too"
Said if I was richer, I'd still be with ya
Ha, now ain't that some shit? (Ain't that some shit?)
And although there's pain in my chest
I still wish you the best
With a "fuck you" (ooh, ooh, ooh!)
bridge
Now baby, baby, baby, why you wanna wanna
Hurt me so bad? (So bad, so bad, so bad)
I tried to tell my mama, but she told me
"This is one for your dad" (your dad, your dad, your dad), yes she did
And I'm like "uh, why?" (uh) "Why?", (uh) "Why, Lady?"
(Oh) I love you (oh) I still love you! Ooh!
chorus
I see you drivin' round town
Uh, fuck you (ooh, ooh, ooh!)
I guess the change in my pocket wasn't enough
I'm like, "Fuck you, and, uh fuck her too"
Said if I was richer, I'd still be with ya
Ha, now ain't that some shit? (Ain't that some shit?)
And although there's pain in my chest
I still wish you the best
With a "fuck you" (ooh, ooh, ooh!)
Writer(s): Ari Levine, Peter Gene Hernandez, Christopher Steven Brown, Thomas Decarlo Callaway, Philip Martin Lawrence Ii