lil debbie - don't hate lyrics
[hook]
i’m that b-tch, that b-tch, that b-tch
that b-tch, that b-tch, that b-tch, don’t hate, don’t hate
[verse 1]
bomb, that bomb
yeah, i’m always smokin’ that bomb
gettin’ money, real long
i’m always gettin’ chased by king kong
i’m that b-tch he on
he likin’ on me, he wanna wife me
i’m h-lla icy, we h-lla saucy
we h-lla bossy, what it cost me?
please, who’s lookin’ at tags these days?
i heard you went broke, you a charity case
what you’re layin’ next to can’t compare to this face
can’t walk in my shoes, can’t stand in my sp-ce
b-tch, i’m a one of one, you a dime a dozen
don’t call me if it ain’t about the money
i’ma get it if i motherf-ckin’ want it
pull the credit card out, tell ’em run it
[hook]
i’m that b-tch, that b-tch, that b-tch
that b-tch, that b-tch, that b-tch, don’t hate, don’t hate
i’m that b-tch, that b-tch, that b-tch
that b-tch, that b-tch, that b-tch, don’t hate, don’t hate
[verse 2]
stylin’, profilin’
everybody in the clique be wildin’
umbrellas in my drink on an island
all you beat up hoes, throw the towel in
money just pilin’
h-lla shows across the country
slim waist but always hungry
is that why you say you want me?
’cause i’m gettin’ that cake, cake, cake, cake, cake, cake
tell me put it in his face, face, face, face, face
he be, he be goin’ cray, cray, cray, cray, cray
yeah, we do this every day, day, day, day, day
tell ’em run it
[hook]
i’m that b-tch, that b-tch, that b-tch
that b-tch, that b-tch, that b-tch, don’t hate, don’t hate
i’m that b-tch, that b-tch, that b-tch
that b-tch, that b-tch, that b-tch, don’t hate, don’t hate
[verse 3]
chanel slippers, male strippers
i don’t f-ck with it, i like thug sh-t
he get rough with me, i get rough back
i got him stuck to my walls like a thumbtack
done tacked, in my car
windows up, my pockets fat
i ain’t gotta prove i can rap
i’m that b-tch that he askin’ ’bout, yup
lil d
love from the nerds and the triple ogs
need about a oz, rollin’ with the whole team
red cup full of heem, i’m your man’s wet dream
that cream, that money
i’ma get it if i motherf-ckin’ want it
i admit it, i’m addicted to the stuntin’
pull the credit card out, tell ’em run it
[hook]
i’m that b-tch, that b-tch, that b-tch
that b-tch, that b-tch, that b-tch, don’t hate, don’t hate
i’m that b-tch, that b-tch, that b-tch
that b-tch, that b-tch, that b-tch, don’t hate, don’t hate
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