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Lyfe Jennings( Chester Jermaine Jennings )
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Haters
Lyricist:A. (?) Adekunle, Thoams Church, Chris Fabich, Chester Jermain Jennings
Yeah, ha, ha, ha, what up, track boy? I wanna send a big shout out to all you haters Now I know normally a nigga don't do it But see, I'm different, I'm grateful for you haters Let's get it
Flow's so cracked, the feds wanna indict me So ill, your immune system wanna fight me So poor that the weed heads wanna light me Balling so hard, the quarterback wanna hike me
You dudes crying that it's lonely at the top Stop whining, it's sauce and macaroni at the top I'm not a pimp by blood, I'm a pimp by all means All it takes to knock a chick is to put on some clean jeans
You know my style, dude, tell it to the next man I ain't buying that sell it to the next man Going postal but mail it to the next man I can't hear you, hater
You know my style, dude, tell it to the next man I ain't buying that sell it to the next man Going postal but mail it to the next man I can't hear you, hater
You see that Maserati hauled in the driveway I saw a picture went and bought that bitch the same day I paid cash for it, a hundred twenty grand The whole dealership, my father saying I'm the man
He got a Visa, I got a black card Got so much cheese on it, I call it the rat card I gotta good girl, I gotta bad mouth She like my swagger 'cause I'm nasty like the waffle house Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
You know my style, dude, tell it to the next man I ain't buying that sell it to the next man Going postal but mail it to the next man I can't hear you, hater
You know my style, dude, tell it to the next man I ain't buying that sell it to the next man Going postal but mail it to the next man I can't hear you, hater
If you see you're hater put your hand in the air and say Hi, hater, hi, hater If you see your hater put your hand in the air and say Bye, hater, bye, hater If somebody tells you you'll never be nothing, see You're a lie, hater, lie, hater
This is your time, this is your shine These are the best years of your life Now go on and tell them haters
You know my style, dude, tell it to the next man I ain't buying that sell it to the next man Going postal but mail it to the next man I can't hear you, hater
You know my style, dude, tell it to the next man I ain't buying that sell it to the next man Going postal but mail it to the next man I can't hear you, hater
Hater, see you later Hater, see you later Hater
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