Hatin' On Me

Hi to the haterz
I’ll see you later
Please don’t step on the gatorz
Do me a favor
Just keep hatin on me… on me
We we got plenty… ya’ll ya’ll got none
You say you say u lookin for somebody hotter than the sun
You prolly prolly like ne-yo but shawty I’m the one
I, I o u nawl u o me
Ya’ll pop champagne… let’s pop 3
Tryna get my bills up like John Seed
So girl you kno I I’m not free
No one ever thought up in the streets that I could hold it down
Talkin that shit while I bring that heat and now I hold the crown
Even with all this weight on me could’ntbring me down
Go ahead and keep hatin on me
So I can wave
We we takin over FE FI FO FUM
Yo kno I kno I got your speakers bangin bangin out your trunk
This drank that I’ve been drankin got me feelin kinda shhh
I’m tipsy… Ya’ll miss me
And they hatin cause I’ve been around the world like disney
Really… straight from the
And Can’t nobody stop me now now now now
Yo that be your girl that’s jockin me
Yo the bass in the drum that’s knockin me
Anywhere u go they watchin me
Cause I’m fly as a birthday flockin me
U hot no property
And I got monopoly
And I can stack it up
While she can back it up
And nobody in the streets is stoppin me
U see the shoes and the whip
With the chrome on the lip
They Hate
Or maybe it’s the glare from lice on kit or the ice on my wrist
They stare
Shit, listen, I ain’t get the manager but I don’t see why they hate
Can u see why they HATE
I ain’t gonna lie, they make u wanna run and tell somebody