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saviii 3rd - no haters lyrics

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finna put an end to all that talkin’, man
these n-gg-s know what i’m about, man
drop that sh-t, hah
ayy, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
let’s get this sh-t going
hah, look, uh

[verse 1]
ayy, f-ck a hating -ss n-gg- and a hating -ss b-tch
saviii off a guap, he ain’t taking that sh-t
i don’t ever trick but i could pay for that b-tch
n-gg- really should be thankful i ain’t taking that b-tch
three fingers like adidas, what the f-ck these n-gg-s thinkin’?
i be talkin’ loud, what the f-ck these n-gg-s speakin’?
i’m tweakin’, n-gg-, i be bustin’ every evening
and the b-tch you kiss, i’m f-cking on the weekend
stupid little bitty, i’m enjoying like really
these n-gg-s can’t fight so i ride with my billy
can’t come around ’cause we heard he was squealing
we be in the club throwing dubs to the ceiling
i’m not with that yapping, i hop out the backseat
they run like they mouth do, track meet, athlete
you ain’t outside and your gun do no clapping
same n-gg- hate in ’09 used to sack me, it’s crazy

[chorus]
f-ck a hating -ss n-gg- and a hating -ss b-tch
f-ck a hating -ss n-gg- and a hating -ss b-tch
f-ck a hating -ss n-gg- and a hating -ss b-tch
pocket full of lucci, i could pay for that b-tch
f-ck ’em, f-ck ’em, f-ck ’em, f-ck ’em
f-ck ’em, f-ck ’em, f-ck ’em, f-ck ’em
f-ck ’em, f-ck ’em, f-ck ’em, f-ck ’em
pocket full of lucci, i could pay for that b-tch

[verse 2]
i get it poppin’, i don’t care ’bout your life
bro, i just f-ck, i don’t care ’bout your wife
play with my gang, you play games with your life
we got choppers and rockets, don’t care ’bout your nine
i be beamin’ while i’m leanin’, b-tch, don’t ask what i’m thinkin’
mind your f-ckin’ business, really mad ’cause he ain’t drinkin’
see me, might as well put me on the tv
and i been actin’ bougie with the fiji
that’s why these n-gg-s mad, they should go and get a bag
we on loc and sav, pump fake, you get crashed
i cannot lack, pop a xan and i p-ss
flex on your dad, give your b-tch what she ask
you broke and b-mmy, that sh-t is not funny
you ain’t got no money, you ain’t got no cash
wasting your time on that hating, just don’t get you wasted
i don’t hesitate when i blast, on the set

[chorus]
f-ck a hating -ss n-gg- and a hating -ss b-tch
f-ck a hating -ss n-gg- and a hating -ss b-tch
f-ck a hating -ss n-gg- and a hating -ss b-tch
pocket full of lucci, i could pay for that b-tch
f-ck ’em, f-ck ’em, f-ck ’em, f-ck ’em
f-ck ’em, f-ck ’em, f-ck ’em, f-ck ’em
f-ck ’em, f-ck ’em, f-ck ’em, f-ck ’em
pocket full of lucci, i could pay for that b-tch



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