Lyrics:
Bi-itch yeah, now we gonna talk about
These hoes for a minute (talk about these
Let's talk about these hoes)
There’s some hoes in this house
There's
get these dreams
And I ain't sorry no no
If you get bothered with what I do
Cause I'm a one man band and I'm just trying to make a difference
Are you
wack niggas they led astray
Paper chasin' and chasin' paper
Fuck that these niggas haters
Got the lasers, they got
Tasers we the greatest, we the Lakers
All these lame niggas asking for favors no no i can't
Give me go watch you diss the clique no no we cant
Been on the grind for a minute you think i'm
get five seconds
Then go ahead and take it
You think by hatin' on me
That yo dumb will make it
Sit the fuck down lil bitch
You couldn't shake it
Yea I
cakes
Or meat to her mouth
And she earls like she drinking a bad shake
Im back man
Im that hot boy im pacman
Eat your block boy
With these steel toes we
baby
Bring us liberation
Can't be worry bout
What these haters say
Now that's liberation
Look em in they face
cnd say I want it
Want it
I'm
and my energy
Mean that by any means
Can't let them haters come around and be the end of me
Especially right now because
Now I'm back like this
Pat on my
They don't love you no more (they don't love you no more)
They don't love you no more, nah
Bullet in the head, they wanna see my shirt red
Live by
both ways yo I'm unfazed
Unimpressed wit' these lame niggas
I don't know half of these niggas name
To name niggas i ain't a hater though
Whatever floats
I'm driven by success put me in drive I'm making history
Eliminating haters like they germs and I'm the listerine
I get my wisdom from keeping quiet
now getting flocked to by these woman
The type to take me home and Topple they traditions
Her white family was hoping she would stay away from niggas
a porcupine how sharp am I?
But niggas wanna bring out the dark in I
But me I'm so bright I keep walking by
Keep barking hater yeah ya talk a lot but me
I'm
the girls my room key
Money can't buy you love, so I don't pay for no pussy
I don't pay these haters no mind, so fuckin' call me cheap
I grab life by
Getting new haters and new fans
Run up this paper I dress fancy
Still remember I was serving fentanyl
Residue on me I'm tryna shake it off
Feds on my ass
but thanks to all the haters
I know G-IV pilots on a first name basis
In your city faded off the brown, Nino
She insists she got more class, we know
[Master P]
Weebie! Holla at me (c'mon)
I'm at the bar
I got like twelve bottles of bubbly (oh)
[Chorus One 2X: Weebie]
I like it when she shakes it
da top aint no place i rather be
They watching me they watching me
Sparks flying sooner or later aint no stopping me
This one fa my haters i know them
all year by these bitter ass women
And pussy ass niggas, get stepped on like critters
Fuckin' all goddamn year
Throwin' dirt on my name, tryin' to get
write me
All you haters can later bite me
I'm ready and trained I'm a man with a plan
Taking suckers out with these empty hands
I'm tan cause I'm in
shirt red
Live by the code
It's the only way to play it
Benz or the Rolls, Mulsanne overrated
Half these niggas told, cut a deal
They'd take it promise
[Ransom]
Where the fuck's all these niggas saying Ran' isn't hot
I damage the block
I scramble like Randall with rocks
I'm that nigga in
a jack-a**
Don't give a s*** what people talkin' 'bout fam
Haters shake my hand but I keep the sanitizer on deck
Hope I really get to see thirty
Wanna settle
I can’t be your savior I’m running out of favors
Yall wasting time on these hoes I just don’t got the patience
If you wanna shake sum I’ll send you
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