Fuxk It Lyrics

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Fuxk It song lyrics are written by Green Jellÿ

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Selected song name: Fuxk It
Singer Name: Green Jellÿ
Lyrics written by: Green Jellÿ

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F**k that sh*t!
I can't think of a lie, F**k it!
Yo, I gotta go to work, F**k it!
All the beer's warm, F**k it!
And I gotta pay the rent, come on!
F**k that sh*t!
My credit card declined, dawg, F**k it!
You know it's trash night, F**k it!
I'm tryna get another 12-pack, F**k it!
'Cuz I'm drunk as sh*t
F**k that sh*t!

F**k the radio, this song's for you
It's Lazy D coming through with the Green Jellõ crew
Now your world's upside down and it's got you screwed
But life's a b*t*h, f**k it, I mean what can you do?
I crack a brew to let loose and drown the abuse
No excuse for this misuse, cuz I gotta produce
Gotta recoup, gotta have love for my group
Same sh*t, different day like I'm stuck in a loop

I can't think of a lie, F**k it!
Yo, I gotta go to work, F**k it!
All the beer's warm, F**k it!
And I gotta pay the rent, come on!
F**k that sh*t!
My credit card declinеd, dawg, F**k it!
You know it's trash night, F**k it!
I'm tryna get another 12-pack, F**k it!
'Cuz I'm drunk as sh*t
F**k that sh*t!
F**k it! Let it go! Just thе way that it goes
'Cuz life's a puppet show and it kinda blows
What's the point? Smoke a joint, 'cuz god only knows
But I roll with the aliens and go with the flow
So play me a fiddle and raise up your middle
Finger, don't linger, 'cuz it's on with the show
Life is a riddle, little short on the dough
Tricking out my PayPal just to stay on the road

I can't think of a lie, F**k it!
Yo, I gotta go to work, F**k it!
All the beer's warm, F**k it!
And I gotta pay the rent, come on!
F**k that sh*t!
My credit card declined, dawg, F**k it!
You know it's trash night, F**k it!
I'm tryna get another 12-pack, F**k it!
'Cuz I'm drunk as sh*t
F**k that sh*t!

LAZY D
Aw that's right, it's your boy Lazy D

MANSPEAKER
And Billy Manspeaker, your punk rock puppet priest
LAZY D
And you can't do anything about it
You gotta raise that middle finger

MANSPEAKER
High in the air and scream

LAZY D & MANSPEAKER
F**k that sh*t!!

It's crazy, you see, I'm down on my knees
Screaming "F**k Lazy D and f**k this CD!"
Yo, f**k your satellite dish, f**k your TV
F**k you, f**k me, f**k bologna
F**k this f**kin' sh*t, can't deal with it
I wanna hear you scream "F**k it!"
F**k things I can't explain, things in my brain
Driving me insane, happens every day

I can't think of a lie, F**k it!
Yo, I gotta go to work, F**k it!
All the beer's warm, F**k it!
And I gotta pay the rent, come on!
F**k that sh*t!
My credit card declined, dawg, F**k it!
You know it's trash night, F**k it!
I'm tryna get another 12-pack, F**k it!
'Cuz I'm drunk as sh*t
F**k that sh*t!
F**k it! F**k it! F**k it! F**k that sh*t!
F**k it! F**k it! I'd just like to say f**k it!
F**k that sh*t!
Yeah, boyyyyyy