Throw Them FTB’s

YEAH!!! WHAT!!!

FTB in the muthaf***in’ building!!!

Ayy ayy ayy!!!

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Throw them F‑T‑B’s! (WHAT!)

Throw them F‑T‑B’s! (YEAH!)

Throw them F‑T‑B’s! (WHAT!)

F*** THAT B****, we don’t play! (OK!)

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We in the South, where the bassline hit

Club packed up, and they scream our shit

She textin’ my phone, but she ain’t my chick

‘Cause F‑T‑B, man, that’s the click!

808s shake, make the floorboards bend

Every dude in the back yellin’, “Do it again!”

We wildin’ out, shots up, no end

If she ask for love… girl, that depend!

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Throw them F‑T‑B’s! (WHAT!)

Throw them F‑T‑B’s! (YEAH!)

Throw them F‑T‑B’s! (WHAT!)

F*** THAT B****, we don’t play! (OK!)

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Lil Jon energy, Ying Yang flow

We don’t chase love, we just run the show

She want attention, but she too slow

I told her “bye” while the bottles overflow

Crunk in the club, throwin’ bows in the pit

Whole crew yellin’ FTB, that’s it!

Shake somethin’, girl, let the world get lit

If your ex in the spot, scream F*** THAT B****!

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WHAT?! (FTB!)

YEAH! (FTB!)

OK! (FTB!)

EVERYBODY SCREAM IT WITH ME—

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Throw them F‑T‑B’s! (WHAT!)

Throw them F‑T‑B’s! (YEAH!)

Throw them F‑T‑B’s! (WHAT!)

F*** THAT B****, we don’t play! (OK!)

(Beat rides out with chants and DJ airhorns)