Lyrics Domo Wilson – f#ck Girl

f#ck Girl Lyrics – Domo Wilson

Singer: Domo Wilson
Title: f#ck Girl

Yeah, uh, this the f#ckgirl anthem, heh
Y’all n#gg#s can be f#ckboys
We can be f#ckgirls, ya feel?
I no longer give a f#ck and I be living it

Make that n#gg# give me sloppy top but I ain’t giving it
Freaky b#tch but when we out in public, I be innocent
Used to cry over n#gg#s now I play ’em like a instrument
n#gg#s be so saucy when I dog ’em

Walk ’em in the park and then pretend I never saw them
I never text ’em back and guaranteed I’m not gon’ call ’em
His bestie’s looking [?] ’cause I want [?] damn
It’s a hot girl summer, on my city girl sh#t

Thirty inches in my head, I’m on some pretty girl sh#t
I ain’t never gave a f#ck, I’m on my pretty girl sh#t
I got a baddie, she be on her itty bitty girl sh#t
n#gg#s always talking sh#t ’cause they be biased

f#cking hella girls but when we f#ck y’all it’s a riot
Body shaming women ’cause we living, man be quiet
This ain’t the 1900s, n#gg#, don’t you f#cking try it, b#tch, b#tch
I’on really wanna be no wife

So n#gg# do you wanna chill tonight? Uh, yeah
f#ck you good and it feels so right
But I’ma ghost you to be real tonight, yeah, yeah
I’on ever need a n#gg#, b#tch I’m what a n#gg# need

I’ma be fine if you leave but when I leave a n#gg# bleed
Yes indeed, get a n#gg# begging me to plant his seed, n#gg#s please
f#ck you missionary then I f#cking leave
I heard you curious but I don’t take none of you n#gg#s serious

Delirious, do what I want, making you n#gg#s furious, no period
I’m single b#tch, I don’t think that you hearing it
No fearing it, say what you want but I ain’t ever clearing it
‘Cause I don’t give a f#ck so go on and talk your sh#t

Y’all be yapping on the internet, I block your sh#t
But when y’all see me, I’ll be friendly, but I’ll rock your sh#t
I heard your girl she think I’m sexy, so I got your b#tch
And I remember running outta gas, living outta [?]

Now I make a pretty penny, travel sh#t to any city
I’m a boss b#tch, don’t care how much it cost b#tch
You lose me it’s your loss b#tch, you know I got the sauce, b#tch b#tch b#tch
I’on really wanna be no wife

So n#gg# do you wanna chill tonight? Uh, yeah
f#ck you good and it feels so right
But I’ma ghost you to be real tonight, uh
All my independent b#tches who don’t need no man

I need ya all to f#cking raise your hand (ay)
And to my women who be living any way they can
And you don’t need no one to understand
And all my independent b#tches who don’t need no man

I need ya all to f#cking raise your hand (ay)
And to my women who be living any way they can
And you don’t need no one to understand
Don’t do it b#tch
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