Lil' Wayne - Haters - Sözleri

[Glasses]

Yea Yea



[Lil Wayne]

Yessir



[Glasses]

Badass Bluda Vision Baby



[Lil Wayne]

Soup...Whoop



[Glasses]

Its So Cajun Around Here Right Now Nigga



[Lil Wayne]

Eastside



[Glasses]

Its like Kobe & Shaq



[Lil Wayne]

Yea it is.



[Glasses]

Jr. Weezy Bitch



[Lil Wayne]

ah hah hah



[Glasses]

Who bangin the squire, Cash money to Ten

Young Money All-Star, motha fuckaa

Pay attention nigga...Yeaaaa

Im in da Club throwin down something clean out front like,

uhh, you know the niggas dont like that

Lookin so damn fly send the corpse through the sky like, 

ahh, you know the niggas dont like that

Spend a hundred on my dime piece so if you aint a dime piece,

whooh, you know the niggas dont like that

Shit but thats just how it go when a nigga gettin dough like,

ohhh, you know the niggas dont like that



[Verse 1]

I hear you talkin hater but you aint sayin nothin,

I hear you talkin hater but you aint sayin nothin,

I hear you talkin hater but you aint sayin nothin,

Man i let him keep talkin, let alone this motherfuckers barkin

Im a grown ass man, you want a C.I.D.

Filthy rich on the floor, fuck V.I.P.

Got my hand on my gripe, other hand on my waist

2 steppin to the beat, I chunked my set in a niggas face like, 

ohh, this beat got me bouncin like a check

and my ground wroted G's, causin stats on my specs

I move you like money, If i see it then im stackin it

Your wife in my show, & my shot is so accurate

You niggas like acitivists, appealing to the phsykie

Man Malone a get it jerkin, I just do it like Nike

See I'm really with the fight team, & I'm really with the vented man

Im married to the game, & as god as my witness



[Chorus]

Im in da Club throwin down something clean out front like,

uhh, you know the niggas dont like that

Lookin so damn fly send the corpse through the sky like, 

ahh, you know the niggas dont like that

Spend a hundred on my dime piece so if you aint a dime piece,

whooh, you know the niggas dont like that

Shit but thats just how it go when a nigga gettin dough like,

ohhh, you know the niggas dont like that



[Lil Wayne-Freestyle]

Yeaaa

Weezy F matchin with Bird Baby

VRP's, SB's, matchin shirt, maybe

White T, Neck V, glasses are Versace

Married to the mob, but im a bachelor baby

Love is in the air, I put on a Gas Mask

I rather be there first, than the ass glass

I'm a Gorilla, call me Sasquach,

and I keep my army with me like M.A.S.H.

Light up the purp, pass it like Steve Nash

Bitch your so hot i give yo ass a heat flash

Young Money boy, I'm on 03' cash

Such a CEO, like my homie D-Dash

Gas... we mash like Pac and the outlaws

and we stand-up, and try not to down-fall

tryin to reach my goal, like a round-ball

Freddy'll do anything for the crown yall

David Beckham, on pay'em or respect' em

pop one pop two, bitch i'm on a triple decker

Icicle on my necklace, on my cashmere sweater

Keep a shotgun, I'm a hunter like heather

yessir, shuddup and listen to the professor

or it could get ugly like Esther

Whether in the South or that Westcoast weather

I'm poppin, Malone is stoppin



[Chorus]

Im in da Club throwin down something clean out front like,

uhh, you know the niggas dont like that

Lookin so damn fly send the corpse through the sky like, 

ahh, you know the niggas dont like that

Spend a hundred on my dime piece so if you aint a dime piece,

whooh, you know the niggas dont like that

Shit but thats just how it go when a nigga gettin dough like,

ohhh, you know the niggas dont like that



[Chorus #2]

If you got a fly ride put your keys in the sky scream,

eyy, you know the niggas dont like that

If you feelin like a star spend a thousand at the bar scream,

ohh, you know the niggas dont like that

If theres honeys in your purse ass hikin up the skirts scream,

ayy, you know the niggas dont like that

If your girls sheeted up & your ass whipped up scream,

ohh, you know the niggas dont like that



[Verse 2]

Drop a hundred on my watch, a couple hundred on the chain (chain)

Whip out front cost a half a whole thang (thang)

Drop your drores with the automatic doors

Fifty on the pinky, twenty five on my hoes

Stunna man been ballin since the eightnigs

Ball fifty whips and ball one for my ladies ( for my ladies)

Betcha bottom dollas jewels aint flaws (aint flaws)

Cash money ball til ya fall 



[Chorus]

Im in da Club throwin down something clean out front like,

uhh, you know the niggas dont like that

Lookin so damn fly send the corpse through the sky like, 

ahh, you know the niggas dont like that

Spend a hundred on my dime piece so if you aint a dime piece,

whooh, you know the niggas dont like that

Shit but thats just how it go when a nigga gettin dough like,

ohhh, you know the niggas dont like that








		
			



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