Haters Can`t Stand Me — текст песни (T-Mac)

(T-Mac talking)
Shit, brah Bucks, these niggas` can`t stand to see a nigga` like me
They hatin` and shit brah, I`m sayin` why is they hatin`?
Cause I`m fuckin` they broads, I`m drivin` my cars
My house keys gold, What the fuck they hatin` for?
My record company worth six figures about to be seven figures
Man they can`t stand this shit,
I`mma keep on fuckin` they broads nigga`

Dem` haters can`t stand to see a nigga` like me
They see dem` gator boots and (ver)sace` suits they know who it be
Put your hands up nigga` throw dem` Rollie in the air
Put your hands up nigga` throw dem` Rollie in the air
Man dem` haters can`t stand to see a nigga` like me
They see dem` gator boots and (ver)sace` suits they know who it be
Put your hands up nigga` throw dem` Rollie in the air
Put your hands up nigga` throw dem` Rollie in the air

(T-Mac)
Y`all know me gator boot down from Chucktown
I represent the south, I`m the coldest nigga` in this town
Hoe`s this way, hoes that way shit
Cars and broads nigga` that`s the only way I play
Bezels nigga` with the 20 karat begets
I`m mobbin` round` town with my fuckin` wet sex
Ice on shine nigga` keep your eye`s blind
Ask anybody I be like this at all time

(MegaBucks)
You better reach for your heater
Put up your dick-beaters
Mega-Man wettin` niggas` like a Pepsi 3-liter
Geech(ie) boys got dem` niggas` in the club gettin` wild
Niggas` drinkin` Dom P. like its going out of style
Hoes steady clockin`, cause` a nigga` on shine
Playa-hatas congregatin` tryin` to take whats mine
I stay strap with dem` thangs, in case a nigga` wanna trip
I got 44 ways to put a stop to that shit

Dem` haters can`t stand to see a nigga` like me
They see dem` gator boots and (ver)sace` suits they know who it be
Put your hands up nigga` throw dem` Rollie in the air
Put your hands up nigga` throw dem` Rollie in the air
Man dem` haters can`t stand to see a nigga` like me
They see dem` gator boots and (ver)sace` suits they know who it be
Put your hands up nigga` throw dem` Rollie in the air
Put your hands up nigga` throw dem` Rollie in the air

(T-Mac)
60 g`s on my Lexus truck 470
Candy paint, twenty inch, a nigga` rollin` heavy
Woodgrain, TV`s,?????????????
Sunday at the Battery I`m comin` through
Megabucks layin` in the that Rover
Got pulled over
I think you betta` let em` go brah

(MegaBucks)
Even dem` cops know me and T dem` Carolina dogs
Gotta clique of major niggas` 263 be the bomb
If you ain`t holdin` 50 g`s why you talkin` bout` cheese
I open the door to my home with gold and platinum house keys
When it`s cold outside I put the Misses on the street
If it ain`t a hundred percent it ain`t touchin` my feet
I love my sex wet stack chips like duplex
Ice keep my wrist cold
Bought a sweater for my Lex
Bitches I ain`t hatin`, ain`t no breakin` my bond
If I make a million my whole clique gon` make a million
If you can get with that, you betta stack up your chips
If you can`t shut the fuck up and let us ballas do this

(T-Mac talking)
Shit nigga` that`s how we ride in the Charlyo...........................

Dem` haters can`t stand to see a nigga` like me
They see dem` gator boots and (ver)sace` suits they know who it be
Put your hands up nigga` throw dem` Rollie in the air
Put your hands up nigga` throw dem` Rollie in the air
Man dem` haters can`t stand to see a nigga` like me
They see dem` gator boots and (ver)sace` suits they know who it be
Put your hands up nigga` throw dem` Rollie in the air
Put your hands up nigga` throw dem` Rollie in the air



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