I Don't Give A
Lyrics
I don't give a fu-u-u-u
I don't give a fu-u-u-u
I don't give a fu-u-u-u
I don't give a fu-u-u-u
Wake up ex-wife
This is your life
Children on your own
Turning on the telephone
Messengers, manager
No time for a manicure
Working out, shake my ass
I know how to multi-task
Connecting to the Wi-Fi
Went from nerd to superb
Have you seen the new guy
I forgot the password
Gotta call the babysitter
Tweetin' on the elevator
I could take a helicopter
I don't even feel the pressure
I'm gonna be OK
I don't care what the people say
I'm gonna be alright
Gonna live fast and I'm gonna live right
I'm moving fast, can you follow my track
I'm moving fast and I like it like that
I do ten things all at once
And if you have a problem
I don't give a
You were so mad at me
Who's got custody
Lawyers suck it up
Didn't have a pre-nup
Make a film, write a song
Gotta get my stockings on
Meet the press, buy the dress
All of this to impress
Ride my horse, break some bones
Take it down a semitone
I forgot to say my prayers
Baby Jesus on the stairs
Gotta sign a contract
Gotta get my money back
All the biters have to go
Standing in the front row
I'm gonna be OK
I don't care what the people say
I'm gonna be alright
Gonna live fast and I'm gonna live right
I'm moving fast, can you follow my track
I'm moving fast and I like it like that
I do ten things all at once
And if you have a problem
I don't give a
I tried to be a good girl
I tried to be your wife
Diminished myself
And I swallowed my light
I tried to become all
That you expect of me
And if it was a failure
I don't give a
I don't give a fu-u-u-u
I don't give a fu-u-u-u
I don't give a fu-u-u-u
I don't give a fu-u-u-u
(Nicki Minaj:)
Shots fire, anything you hear Nicki on that's fire
You don't hear them bums on nothin' that's fire
Tell 'em catch fire
In the Bugatti, ten grand 1 tire
Aye yo Madonna, I say you original: Don Dada
In that, yeah Gabbana, and the, ah yeah, Prada
We Material Girls: ain't nobody hotter, pops collar
See I really can't relate to your Volvo
And you can't get these shoes at the Aldo
When I let a dude go, that's his loss
I was cutting them checks, I was his boss
Yo, I don't give a F
Curse nor bless you, never let 'em stress you
I ain't a businesswoman, I'm a business, woman
And I'm known for giving bitches the business, woman
I'm gonna be OK
I don't care what the people say
I'm gonna be alright
Gonna live fast and I'm gonna live right
I'm moving fast, can you follow my track
I'm moving fast and I like it like that
I do ten things all at once
And if you have a problem
I don't give a
(Nicki Minaj:)
There's only one queen, and that's Madonna
Bitch!
I don't give a fu-u-u-u
I don't give a fu-u-u-u
I don't give a fu-u-u-u
I don't give a fu-u-u-u
Credits
Written by Madonna, Martin Solveig, Nicki Minaj and Julien Jabre
Produced by Madonna and Martin Solveig
Mixed by Demacio "Demo" Castellon
Electric guitars, drums and synths by Julien Jabre
Additional synths and drums by Martin Solveig
Additional synths by Romain Faure
Outro music by Michael Turco
Featuring Nicki Minaj
Album
Tour
The most personal track of the album aptly closed off the Transgression segment of the MDNA Tour. The powerful live rendition, aided by the Kalakan trio, sees Madonna finalizing her divorce while working the electric guitar. Superstar Nicki Minaj joins Madonna in letting go of her dude, appearing on the video screens sitting on a throne in a blonde wig. As we're reminded that there's only one queen, Madonna rises up on a pillar in front of a giant MDNA cross, emerging from the darkness and entering a new phase of her life, truly not giving a damn.