rico nasty & kenny beats - hatin lyrics
[intro]
rico, yeah, rico, haha
yeah, yeah
kenny
[verse 1]
yeah, i got b-tches on my d-ck and i ain’t even got a d-ck
yeah, i know i get ’em sick, i saw your n-gg- on my hip
this money in a gucci clip, you know that i don’t ever trip
just got back from another trip, no acrobat, i make it flip
b-tch, i got a family, everybody gotta eat
so keep that sh-t in mind when you thinkin’ about tryin’ me
i know what i’m doin’, you ain’t gotta keep an eye on me
i be countin’ money like how they be countin’ calories
i got her mad at me, 21, make twenty thousand a show
that’s your salary, smokin’ green like celery
you can’t get the best of me, these white people invest in me
you know i got the recipe
worst nightmare and your biggest f-ckin’ enemy
[chorus]
if you feelin’ like a boss b-tch, go’n
go to the club, leave that n-gg- at home
if you got your own sh-t, you ain’t ever gotta listen to him, girl
n-gg-s be hatin’ on b-tches
you know these n-gg-s be hatin’ on b-tches
you know these n-gg-s be hatin’ on b-tches
you got your own sh-t, you ain’t ever gotta listen to him, girl
n-gg-s be hatin’ on b-tches
[verse 2]
i’m the one with the sauce and that’s so easy to see
i got ’em in the house wonderin’ how it’s easy for me
i went from one bedroom apartments in the trenches
to wakin’ up and it’s versace all on my pillows, i just don’t get it
just got a quarter million dollar check, i work like i get it
i just got my first crib, it’s stainless steel in the kitchen
i be playing with them bags even though that it ain’t christmas
i’m just speakin’ straight facts and i hope that you listen
i’m like a star in the sky, they wishin’ on me to finish
i knew the money would come to me ’cause my palms kept on itchin’
i knew that b-tches would run from me when i pulled up on b-tches
but it’s okay ’cause i know the game and i played my position
[chorus]
if you feelin’ like a boss b-tch, go’n
go to the club, leave that n-gg- at home
if you got your own sh-t, you ain’t ever gotta listen to him, girl
n-gg-s be hatin’ on b-tches
you know these n-gg-s be hatin’ on b-tches
you know these n-gg-s be hatin’ on b-tches
you got your own sh-t, you ain’t ever gotta listen to him, girl
n-gg-s be hatin’ on b-tches
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