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triple - hello haters lyrics

[verse 1: triple $]
h-llo to my haters
who wanna attack at me like aligators
we need to figure out
something about the hate that you are giving me right now
instead of heartbeats
man i got drumbeats
cerebellum ain’t on my mind
what’s on my mind is a b-ssline
rnc is my own town,
and i ride around like i’m lyin down
yeah b-tch, that means i’m super calm
now i need a mansion with soft gr-ss
this song’s for my haters who are worthless
i wanna p-ss ’em all off on purpose
and then laugh my -ss off on their carc-ss
cuz b-tch i’m a godd-mn martian!

[hook]
you f-cking haters hate my songs
and i really hate your mom
so, i guess ya’ll should delete my songs
and i should k!ll your mom
you f-cking haters hate my songs
and i really hate your mom
so, i guess ya’ll should delete my songs
and i should k!ll your mom
you f-cking haters hate my songs
and i really hate your mom
so, i guess ya’ll should delete my songs
and i should k!ll your mom
you f-cking haters hate my songs
and i really hate your mom
so, i guess ya’ll should delete my songs
and i should k!ll your mom

[verse 2: jaydawg]
they say i look like a n-gga but i say i’m imported
b-tch you can ask triple $ in da studio, i’m pretty important
we got dope beats and we are dope mcs
so, watch your f-ckin mouth wen you talkin’ bout me
yeah, 1 and 2 and 3 and to the 4
you haters better stay locked down in your home
okay sure i ain’t gud at putting down those lyrics
but so what?! triple $ is pennin it all for me, b-tch!
if you wanna be with him then first you gotta be good to me
eh, u know he ain’t givin a f-ck bout ur h-a-t-e!

[verse 3: triple $]
ain’t got no cadillac, ain’t got no maybach
stil be walkin out, with my chest out like i’m superman
yeah, i worked hard 2 get where i am
used to be wasting time, searching members for my so called rap-rock band
image build up and then, in pieces they break up
well, whatever the h-ll happens we really won’t give a f-ck
ya’ll might say i use too much of profanity
ya’ll can gossip all you want but i’mma still write like this
you mothaf-ckin’ haters better appreciate dis sh-t
or i’ll b slayin u all down like i’m a butcher nd u a biatch!
cool
jaydawg told me to get ’em so i got ’em
then i saw honey singh’s fans so i went ahead nd shot ’em
that fake -ss b-tch was tryna teach everyone the wrong meaning of hip hop
due to him now there ain’t no difference between hip hop and pop
f-ckin chicks and poppin pills that’s all what these other rappers wanna do
you think i’m wrong? f-ck them all nd then f-ck you too!

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