Hatin' On Me Lyrics

Hi to the hatas (hi to the hatas)

I'll see you lata (ill see you lata)

Please dont step on da gatas (step on da gatas)

Do me a fava

Ok now 5 4 3, 3 2 1

We we got rhythm

Yall yall got none

Say you say you lookin for somebody out there in the sun

Grindin grindin like me, you know shawty im the one

I I owe you, naw you owe me

Yall pop champaigne, thats my beat

Tryin ta get my bills up like John Seed

So girl you know, I I'm not free

No one ever thought up in the street that i can hold it down

Talkin that shit, while i bringin dat heat, and now i own the town

Even with all this weight on me, it couldnt bring me down

But only they keep hatin on me

So i can wave

Hi to the hatas (hi to the hatas)

I'll see you lata (ill see you lata)

Please dont step on da gatas (step on da gatas)

Do me a fava

5 4 3, 3 2 1

We we takin over

Fee fi fo fum

You know i know i got the city bangin bangin out da drums

The strength that i been drinkin got me feelin kinda shhhh(uhh)

Im tipsy, yall missed me and it aint cuz i been around the world like disney

Really, straight from the illy, aint no body stop me now (now now now)
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No one ever thought up in the street that i can hold it down

Talkin that shit, while i bringin dat heat, and now i own the town

Even with all this weight on me, it couldnt bring me down

But only they keep hatin on me

So i can wave

Hi to the hatas (hi to the hatas)

I'll see you lata (ill see you lata)

Please dont step on da gatas (step on da gatas)

Do me a fava

Hey there baby girl you shockin me

Your bass in my trunk thats knockin me

Anywhere you go they watchin me

Cuz i fly as a bird they flockin me

You got, no property, and i got, monopoly

And I can stack it up, she can back it up, and no body in the streets is stoppin me

See the shoes on the whip or the chrome on the lip they (HEYYY!)

Or maybe its the glare from the lice on the kit or the ice on they wrist they (STARE!)

Shit listen i aint get the manager but i dont see why they (HEYY!)

Can you see why they (heyy), i ain't gon' lie they make you wanna run an tell somebody.

No one ever thought up in the street that i can hold it down

Talkin that shit, while i bringin dat heat, and now i own the town

Even with all this weight on me, it couldnt bring me down

But only they keep hatin on me

So i can wave

Hi to the hatas (hi to the hatas)

I'll see you lata (ill see you lata)

Please dont step on da gatas (step on da gatas)

Do me a fava

(On me) x7