Haters

Boy, I can make it rain
Jiggle, hit and bail
And them hoes know I gotta, gotta
Get my fuckin' haters off

Get the haters off
Get the fuckin' haters off (yeah)
Get the haters off
Get the fuckin' haters off
Get the haters off
Get the fuckin' haters off (yeah)
Get the haters off
Get the fuckin' haters off

Get the f#%*$in' haters off!

Put this shit in overdrive
Its killin' rigor mortis time
Golf shit, won't stop till
My name read the parkin' sign
Got all this hoes, and one kaddy
But I never played golf
Might just do the Harlem Shake to
Get the fuckin' haters off
They know that I pay the cost
Boy I put in major work
My freestyle for free, yeah
But you should pay me for a verse
Tip-toin' in my Red October's like I'm Jerry
Park ya new chick, my old chick
I let my ni$#@ hit da fron-

I can make it rain
Jiggle, hit and bail
And them hoes know I gotta, gotta
Get my fuckin' haters off
Couple bass's like I paved yo bass on the steps
And them hoes know I gotta, gotta
Get my fuckin' haters off

...get the fuckin' haters off, off
Off, off, off, off
Off, off, off, off
Off, off, off, off
Off, off, off, off
Off, off-
Get the f#%*$in' haters off!



Credits
Writer(s): Erick Orrosquieta, William James Sparks, Eric Mcafee
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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