Artist: Rich Homie Quan Album: I Promise I Will Never Stop Going In (Mixtape) Song: I Fuck Wit You Girl Typed by: AZ Lyrics [Chorus: Rich Homie Quan] Nobody can judge me girl I won't Judge you neither (uh uh) I love yo smell (yo style) Hotter then a feaver (burning up baby) You diffrent from others (you are) I love yo demeanor You took me back time after time Even tho I cheated That's why fuck with you girl, I fuck with you girl I fuck with you, I fuck with you I fuck with you girl I fuck with you, like you fuck with me I show love to you, like you show love to me And she always come back home Cause I'm her backbone I fuck with you girl [Talking: Quan] I just want to apologize to all the good girls I done hurt Know what I'm saying? I got a heart too man, so I hope you find It in your heart to forgive me, you feel me? [Verse 1] I talk about jail alot cause that made me a man Try'd yo best just to hold me down I know you did what you can Pop's always told me never depend on another man hand He say she say never listen to what another man sayin But I fuck with you girll, thinking bout putting a baby in ya then later on move in with you girl And ask that name he talm bout tell that nigga what you really want To do girl, take you on that shoppin spree spend 10 thousand That's just some tennis shoes girl. fuck ha this all for you girl But you still can't [Chorus] [Verse 2] The next night we was on the phone you stayed up that ain't nothing new Me creeping on ya, me sneaking on ya, me cheating on ya, ain't noting new If I fucked up you come to, if you expect me cheating you run through My text messages, and my call logs, if you don't beleive me you gone call my dawg That ain't fair at all I'm in a galleria, I'll tear it down her deep throat Want a powerball (suck it baby) them girls want that x call it malcolm, defensive end I'm a tackle I'm rushing in get my sack up, no green bay but I'm a cheesehead when that pack come When that pack come these niggas don't know how to act bruh, smile in yo face But they gone talk behind yo back bruh I don't care where you at you better know how to adapt boi Cause you sold a couple ounces that don't mean you a trap boy you can suck my dick but you can't judge me girl [Chorus]