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Hatin' on Me
by Jeremih



Hi to the hatas (hi to the hatas)
I'll see you lata (ill see you lata)
Please dont step on da gatas (step on da gatas)
Do me a fava

Ok now 5 4 3, 3 2 1
We we got rhythm
Yall yall got none
Say you say you lookin for somebody out there in the sun
Grindin grindin like me, you know shawty im the one
I I owe you, naw you owe me
Yall pop champaigne, thats my beat
Tryin ta get my bills up like John Seed
So girl you know, I I'm not free

No one ever thought up in the street that i can hold it down
Talkin that shit, while i bringin dat heat, and now i own the town
Even with all this weight on me, it couldnt bring me down
But only they keep hatin on me

So i can wave
Hi to the hatas (hi to the hatas)
I'll see you lata (ill see you lata)
Please dont step on da gatas (step on da gatas)
Do me a fava

5 4 3, 3 2 1
We we takin over
Fee fi fo fum
You know i know i got the city bangin bangin out da drums
The strength that i been drinkin got me feelin kinda shhhh(uhh)
Im tipsy, yall missed me and it aint cuz i been around the world like disney
Really, straight from the illy, aint no body stop me now (now now now)

No one ever thought up in the street that i can hold it down
Talkin that shit, while i bringin dat heat, and now i own the town
Even with all this weight on me, it couldnt bring me down
But only they keep hatin on me

So i can wave
Hi to the hatas (hi to the hatas)
I'll see you lata (ill see you lata)
Please dont step on da gatas (step on da gatas)
Do me a fava

Hey there baby girl you shockin me
Your bass in my trunk thats knockin me
Anywhere you go they watchin me
Cuz i fly as a bird they flockin me
You got, no property, and i got, monopoly
And I can stack it up, she can back it up, and no body in the streets is stoppin me
See the shoes on the whip or the chrome on the lip they (HEYYY!)
Or maybe its the glare from the lice on the kit or the ice on they wrist they (STARE!)
Shit listen i aint get the manager but i dont see why they (HEYY!)
Can you see why they (heyy), i ain't gon' lie they make you wanna run an tell somebody.

No one ever thought up in the street that i can hold it down
Talkin that shit, while i bringin dat heat, and now i own the town
Even with all this weight on me, it couldnt bring me down
But only they keep hatin on me

So i can wave
Hi to the hatas (hi to the hatas)
I'll see you lata (ill see you lata)
Please dont step on da gatas (step on da gatas)
Do me a fava

(On me) x7
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Lyrics submitted by Thomas.