Dave East – F*** Dat lyrics
(Ft. Young Dolph)


F*** that s*** (DJ Paul)
F*** that s***, f*** that s***
F*** that s***
F*** that s***, f*** that s***
I’m tryna dodge haters, they keep popping up
I got ’em coming back, I guess it’s not enough
Get it in a bag or get it bottled up
Tear the club up like Three 6 Mafia

[Dave East]
I feel like
(F*** that s***, f*** that s***, f*** that
F*** that s***, f*** that s***, f*** that)
I feel like
(F*** that s***, f*** that s***, f*** that
F*** that s***, f*** that s***, f*** that)
I told ’em (F*** that)

I made a couple hundred with my man
Really starving, in my stomach, I had cramps
Had me feeling like (F*** that)
Me and Pooch Loc was gettin’ food stamps
Since then, I been the nicest out the camp
N***** still was sayin’ (F*** that)
Same old s***, like you ain’t f*****’ on the stars
And you ain’t drinking, you gets nothing at the bar
Lil’ mama, I feel like (F*** that)
Smokin’ Cookie, s*** done took me outer space
She ready, she put that p**** in your face
My n****, you better (F*** that)
We pull up on ’em n***** when it’s lit
No time to be wasting, if it’s not a hit
Honestly, I feel like (F*** that)
Bunch of young wild n*****, it’s hard to tell ’em s***
Nobody gave us nothing, had to sell this s***

I feel like
(F*** that s***, f*** that s***, f*** that
F*** that s***, f*** that s***, f*** that)
I feel like
(F*** that s***, f*** that s***, f*** that
F*** that s***, f*** that s***, f*** that)
I feel like
(F*** that s***, f*** that s***, f*** that
F*** that s***, f*** that s***, f*** that)
I feel like
(F*** that s***, f*** that s***, f*** that
F*** that s***, f*** that s***, f*** that)
I feel like (F*** that)

She never had no n**** with no money
Ask me why they keep on looking at me funny
I don’t know, I told her (F*** that)
She noddin’ in my lap just like a junkie
Lately, I been getting booked all out the country
If you don’t love me, homie (F*** that)
Couldn’t get it in the spot, we had to stomp ’em
A** fat, but her face look like a monster, my n****
I couldn’t (F*** that)
I’m out the country somewhere twisted with your wife
Imagine they offer twenty-five to life
I’d tell my lawyer (F*** that)
Rest in peace to Nipsey, rest in peace to Kobe
Show a couple n***** love, but dawg, if you don’t know me (F*** that)
I had roaches in my pantry, mama drove a Camry
F*** a Grammy, if it ain’t about the family, you know

(F*** that s***, f*** that s***, f*** that
F*** that s***, f*** that s***, f*** that)
I feel like
(F*** that s***, f*** that s***, f*** that
F*** that s***, f*** that s***, f*** that)
I feel like
(F*** that s***, f*** that s***, f*** that
F*** that s***, f*** that s***, f*** that)
I feel like
(F*** that s***, f*** that s***, f*** that
F*** that s***, f*** that s***, f*** that)
I feel like (F*** that)

[Young Dolph]
It’s Dolph
Closed mouths don’t get fed
Nothing comes to a sleeper but a dream, so I’m like (F*** that)
Yeah, yeah
Hop up out the bed soon as I open up my eyes
Got money to go get, yah’ mean? So I’m like (F*** that)
For real, though
It’s the middle of the day
Crack a seal, pour a eight
See an opp, he gettin’ ate, ayy (F*** that)
N**** don’t even take care his own kids
How the f*** I’m ‘posed to trust you, n****?
That’s why I’m like (F*** that, what?)
When I was little, told my mama I’ma move her out the gutter
Had to learn how to hustle, was like (F*** that), huh
I can show you how to do some s*** in your hood to make your money double, but, uh
(Uh), yeah (Uh), yeah (Uh), yeah (Uh), yeah (Uh), yeah (Uh), yeah (Uh)

[Dave East]
I feel like
(F*** that s***, f*** that s***, f*** that
F*** that s***, f*** that s***, f*** that)
I feel like
(F*** that s***, f*** that s***, f*** that
F*** that s***, f*** that s***, f*** that)
I feel like
(F*** that s***, f*** that s***, f*** that
F*** that s***, f*** that s***, f*** that)
I feel like

F*** that s*** (DJ Paul)
F*** that s***, f*** that s***
F*** that s***
F*** that s***, f*** that s***