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[Intro]

Yeah, Uffie's got it

[Chorus]

Hands up, fast up, people, come on!

You like my shit

You ain't ready, I can't hear you all

Uffie's got that shit

East side, west side, where you at? Come on!

Uffie's in this bitch!

Get money, don't stop, ladies stop bitchin'

I can rock this shit

[Verse 1]

Now it seems to me you faggots got a whole lot of questions

On this damn holler board, you bitches getting some action

It's obviously a problem, but I won't restrict myself

Is it hip-hop or is it electro or, damn, is she coming from hell?

Oh, please, excuse me, bitch, but I fuck all you wannabes

It's just straight into that gossip, you don't have any fizz

A lot of people read your crap, this is web pollution

This is why I ain't complaining bitch over free promotions

You just called me a cunt in some other word like prick

But after this you'll be the one sucking a whole lot of dicks

You brought my popularity ratings higher than ever

Thank you! Your whole bullshit comments have worked! Real clever!

Before I answer you bitch, let me spit one question

If you hate me so much, what's up with your obsession?

I just do my thing tight and I don't care about heights

So run back to your computer, your mom, and your crack pipe

[Chorus]

Hands up, fast up, people, come on

You like my shit

You ain't ready, I can't hear you all

Uffie's got that shit

East side, west side, where you at? Come on!

Uffie's in this bitch!

Get money, don't stop, ladies, stop bitchin'

I can rock this shit

I can rock this shit

Uffie's got that shit

Uffie's in this bitch

[Verse 2]

So?

OK, now let's get back to that last pathetic forum (Uh-huh)

You think you got me and my crew figured out? Well done!

You rap analysis fool, should be a bit more clever

Get back to your dusty mixtape, your CDs and your stickers

I can't believe all these crowds, it worked out so well

Maybe I shove my Glock in bed so you can shove it in your mouth (Uh-huh)

Yes, I am a little white girl, I guess she can a have a point

I've been through shit in my life, and I'm coming out strong (Eww)

Who's that girl? She's so hot, she's never touched any Glock! (Thank you!)

Bitch, if you only knew, yes, I have fucking popped (Damn right)

And tell me why you feel the need to have so much shit on me

I think it's cause the next thing is this girl called Uffie (Got that?)

[Chorus]

Hands up, fast up, people, come on

You like my shit

You ain't ready, I can't hear you all

Uffie's got that shit

East side, west side, where you at? Come on!

Uffie's in this bitch!

Get money, don't stop, ladies, stop bitchin'

I can rock this shit

I can rock this shit

Uffie's got that shit

Uffie's in this bitch

[Outro]

We got our shit all tight we don't care about you jealous ass whores

Try getting off your couch and get a fucking life instead of sitting on your internet dissin' us

If you ever got this, your words don't mean a thing

All you got is your mom bringing you fucking cookies to your computer

Try to get a fucking life!

I think this bitch is wack

She got no verse and she's copying stuff

Hahaha bitch, you mad

Yeah, that's 'cause we're the next hot shit