19.02.2014
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[Hook: B.Ford]
Haters - Man, I can't stand me a muhfuckin' hater
Mm, mm, mm, damn shame - Damn, I got some haters
Haters - Man, I can't stand me a muhfuckin' hater
Mm, mm, mm, damn shame - Damn, I got some haters
Damn, I got some haters, damn-damn-damn, I got some haters
Hm, hm, hm, Goddamn - Damn, I got some haters
Haters - Man, I can't stand me a muhfuckin' hater
Hm, hm, hm, Damn shame - Damn, I got some haters
[Verse 1: Lil' Kim]
Mm, mm, mm, Goddamn - Damn, I got some haters
Can't stand me a bitch that hate, cause the man she want want me
H-H-His hands is on my anus, he speaks a different language
He's hungry and it's breakfast time, he wants to eat my danish
He's so shameless, my chrome getup stainless
My skull game the best cause hers is kinda brainless
They say I got that proper, got on my hater blockers
I'm higher than a giraffe's ass in a helicopter
Who's gon' stop her? Satan's wife ain't hotter
I make dudes leave they girl how I pop, lock and drop her
Call me Betty Crocker, my icing is a topper
This snowball on my finger, it look like I'm playing soccer
Hatin' ass bitches, hatin' ass niggas, hatin' overrated ass nigga
I be in the back getting faded, my nigga
All you see is black, Darth Vader, my nigga
Stepping on with my Giuseppes on
Pow-pow, my weapon on
Hating on the Bee cause they wanna be me
You don't like the Queen? You just a
[Hook]
[Verse 2: B.Ford]
Plenty bitches, bad bitches all around me
They smoking dope, poppin' pills, it's so astounding
I'm fly as fuck, rocking Chucks, camo shorts
My snapback is mad fresh, that's out the store
I'm in the building and I'm concealing some marijuana
We finna smoke and my shit so potent, some major ganja
These people love me just like I'm rich but I'm nowhere near it
But once I get it, you motherfuckers should really fear me
I'm just some guy everybody fuck with but don't know why
Really, could it be that I'm just that fly?
I'm high, I fall, I just might die, I just might die, die, haters
Man, I can't stand me a muhfuckin' hater
Hatin' on your boy cause your boy is a player
Hatin' on your boy cause your boy gettin' paper
Boy get some paper, go get a fucking life!
I be living that "Fuck it" life, buying shit, fuck the price
Met this bitch, fucked your wife, heh, this my everyday fucking life
And you niggas wanna compare yours to mines?
You ain't seen the signs? You ain't seen my grind?
Nigga, fuck is you saying? You just a
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