Hi Hater

Album: If Tomorrow Comes (2008)
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  • You see me
    Hustle hard stack paper
    It's alright yall haters
    It's nothing we major
    You see me, hi hater hi hater hi hater
    You see me, hi hater hi hater hi hater
    You see me, hi hater

    Yeah.
    Dolla bills yall
    Lotta bills yall
    New year tryin' to touch me a mill ya'll
    Came up now, I'm what's up now
    When you shine all these haters wanna talk down
    I don't feel a way about what a nigga say
    It's alright love I let a hater hate
    Pull up on them see them paper plate
    See the oyster perpetuate day to day
    It's a fact right,
    Niggas act trife
    How they smile in your face then they back bite
    I just laugh right,
    Make em' mad like
    Watch them turn around and say he ain't that nice
    Getting bread dough,
    Mad head hoe
    Seems like they don't love you till you dead yo
    Let em' talk dog it don't phase me.
    It might not be right if they don't hate me

    [Chorus]
    Hustle hard stack paper
    It's alright yall haters
    It's nothing we major
    You see me, hi hater hi hater hi hater
    You see me, hi hater hi hater hi hater
    You see me, hi hater

    Yeah, let em see me
    Hi hater
    Pull of easy (bye hater)
    You don't like me? (why hater)
    Won't you tell em how mad I make ya
    I ain't caught up, in all the hot talk
    Caddy all white, call it Scott Storch
    You don't feel me, ice grill me.
    Hate so bad, you wanna kill me
    What it did dog we getting money here
    Wanna snitch man get us a 100 years
    That's sad dog, why you mad 4
    Is it the face on my bitch or her ass dog
    Why you like that? that ain't right black
    We boss out in the club, you don't like that
    You know you like that, you wanna be me
    Why you twistin' up your face when you c me

    [Chorus]

    Where the haters at, all the hatin' cats
    Yeah look in the mirror nigga hate on that
    Can't fuck wit me or keep up wit me
    So you run and tell a bitch not to fuck with me
    Cause we ballin', yall crawlin
    It's alright motherfucker keep talkin'
    More money brings more henessy
    More hate,
    More snakes,
    More enemies,
    Can't change this, niggas ain't shit
    Wild out pop more champagne bitch
    Still g'z up, they won't ease up
    It's cool niggas hated on Jesus
    Can't tell em' nothin' niggas say I'm stuntin'
    When they hate on you then you know you doin' somethin'

    [Chorus] Writer/s: DAVID REEVES, JAMES SPICER, JERMAINE COLEMAN, LAWRENCE SMITH, R. GREENE, RUSSELL SIMMONS
    Publisher: Downtown Music Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., NEXT DECADE ENTERTAINMENT,INC., REACH MUSIC PUBLISHING, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
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