Hatin' On Me Lyrics

Put your hands in the air, it's a stick up Baby need a ride, told her I don't do pick-ups

Nah, this ain't no Uber, bitch The only lift you can get is on top of the dick

I mean, ooh, kinda funny, kinda clever

She said her nigga do alright, but I be better

She said she love me cause I get that thang

wetter

Little do she know I'm a forgetter

After it's over, I'm back to my paper chase

I know you bummy broke niggas just can't relate

And can't equate the way I made a great escape From the 3500s to a great estate

I mean, I hear a lot of down talking on my name

Keep it going, I ain't trippin', I'm sayin'

You gotta watch the way you speak

Cause now we at the T.O.P

So how you hatin' on me

How you hatin' on me

From the hood, from the mud, yeah, I came from the streets

Yeah, I came from the streets Long days, long nights, I remember no sleep

I remember no sleep I swear you niggas do the most, but I keep it low-key

Yeah, I keep it low-key

So how you hatin' on me

How you hatin' on me

This still that shit I like

Don't love these hoes, I just lay my pipe

They all be like

(Markus, you never told me if you made it home)

Yeah, iight, leave me 'lone

Off my phone, where you at?

I'm grown I need a bottle of that bitch be gone

And let me spread a little bit for these haters too

Cause these niggas, they be watchin' on a playa too

And what a playa do

And how a playa move

Watch your circle cause your homies might be playin' you

I can't fuck with no niggas who be super friendly

Fakin' like they really love you when these niggas envy

I'm from L.A., baby, I done seen it all

The ones who help you rise, be the ones that let you fall

You turn your back on me, nigga, I just can't believe

You was blind, but I helped you see

So how you hatin' on me

How you hatin' on me

From the hood, from the mud, yeah, I came from the streets

Yeah, I came from the streets Long days, long nights, I remember no sleep

I remember no sleep I swear you niggas do the most, but I keep it low key

Yeah, I keep a low key

So how you hatin' on me

How you hatin' on me

Yeah, how you hatin' on me

This for you funky, dog-head ass bitches

And you busted and disgusted ass niggas

How you hatin' on me, man

It's me, nigga

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