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STFU (Explicit) - A$AP Rocky
Lyrics by：Rakim Mayers
Composed by：Rakim Mayers
Shut the **** up
Ooh
Shut the **** up
Shut the **** up
Shut the **** up
Is there heaven for a pig?
Might spray paint that on my van
Hit two hundred on the bridge
Screamin'"Catch me if you can"
Mama I'm not comin' home
I've been livin' with the band
Ayy **** stickin' to the plan
I'm tryna stick it to the man
What?
Woo
I'm out of luck rush what?
Now I feel the rush
I'm really out of touch
Now the crowd has been so touched and the mobs don't rush
What?
What?
No time
Eyes so rushed
I done ****ed up
Off this shit I lucked up
Yeah they ****ed up
They done got me ****ed up
Now I'm ****ed up
Off that shit that I done drunk
Man these niggas out of luck
What?
Ayy-ayy How you ask for a handouts and you ain't hit the concrete?
They say Haitians eatin' cats I make sure my dogs eat
Rich rich rich rich I make sure it's under the seat
Eh eh eh eh I ain't got no time for the weak
Ayy-ayy
No time look at the Patek
No time
Keep lookin' back at it
No time
Yeah what's up sir?
I'm really up up
Tell Gousse tell these niggas duck-duck
When are you and Rihanna
Shut the **** up
Like when's the new album gonna
Shut the **** up
Back the **** up
Watch your mouth or get packed the **** up
Seen 'em in the pit I had to get 'em
Kill kill
Keep on swingin' 'til the havoc hit 'em
We go fully in the half forbidden
Get up wit 'em in a half a minute
A$AP 111 foes get ****ed up
Pull up goofy niggas shut the **** up
Mossy bergy fulla bucka buckas
Show no mercy to these *************
What?
I'm out of luck rush what?
Now I feel the rush
I'm really out of touch
Now the crowd has been so touched and the mobs don't rush
No time what?
No time
Eyes so rushed
It's like throw some shit
Ayy-ayy
Sock a ***** throw some shit
Ayy-ayy
***** talkin' like she know some shit
Broke nigga always owe some shit
Always beggin' tryna hold some shit
He ain't my twin on some Olsen shit
Quit lyin' to hoes like he close and shit
I'm a grown man on my wholesome shit
Talk my shit boy I torture this
Pretty boy ish grew up with the pimps and socialists
Always on my shit like porcelain
In the moshpit with all my ornaments
And my chain's twisted like contortionist
Order office I went corporate
Too much insubordinates unfortunately it disappointin' me
Be off this shit *****
No time
That could be a dome split
Brraow brraow
That could be a face lift
Ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy
You ain't even on all that
Ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy
You ain't even on all that
Ayy-ayy
That could be a face lift
Ayy-ayy
That could be a dome split
Ayy-ayy
That could be a face lift
Oh
You ain't even onto that
Shut the **** up
Shut the **** up
Shut the **** up
Shut the **** up
Shut the **** up *****
Shut the **** up
Shut the **** up
Shut the **** up
Shut the **** up
Shut the **** up
Shut the **** up
Shut the **** up
Shut the **** up let me hear it
Shut the **** up
Shut the **** up
Shut the **** up
Shut the **** up
Shut the fuck up
Shut the **** up *****
Shut the **** up
Shut the **** up
Shut the **** up
Shut the **** up
Shut the **** up
Shut the **** up
Shut the **** up
Shut the **** up let me hear it
Shut the **** up
