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, hi to the haterz, i'll see you later, please don't step on the gatorz, do me a favor, just keep hatin on me. on me, ok now, 5 4 3 3 2 1, we we got plenty. ya'll ya'll got none, you say you say u lookin for somebody hotter than the sun, you prolly prolly like ne-yo but shawty i'm the one, i, i o u nawl u o me, ya'll pop champagne. let's pop 3, tryna get my bills up like john seed, so girl you kno i i'm not free, no one ever thought up in the streets that i could hold it down, talkin that shit while i bring that heat and now i hold the crown, even with all this weight on me could'ntbring me down, go ahead and keep hatin on me, so i can wave, 5 4 3 3 2 1, we we takin over fe fi fo fum, yo kno i kno i got your speakers bangin bangin out your trunk, this drank that i've been drankin got me feelin kinda shhh, i'm tipsy. ya'll miss me, and they hatin cause i've been around the world like disney, really. straight from the, and can't nobody stop me now now now now, yo that be your girl that's jockin me, yo the bass in the drum that's knockin me, anywhere u go they watchin me, cause i'm fly as a birthday flockin me, u hot no property, and i got monopoly, and i can stack it up, while she can back it up, and nobody in the streets is stoppin me, u see the shoes and the whip, with the chrome on the lip, they hate, or maybe it's the glare from lice on kit or the ice on my wrist, they stare, shit, listen, i ain't get the manager but i don't see why they hate, can u see why they hate, i ain't gonna lie, they make u wanna run and tell somebody,
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Artist: jeremih