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yb curtis - hate niggas lyrics

[intro]
(this beat so grin)
(castro)
uh, uh
say let that bit’, go like this
yeah

[chorus]
b+tch you talkin’ sh+t that i can’t understand
b+tch the way i’m movin’, they know
i’m the motherf+ckin’ mane
i’m that mane, b+tch
i make sho’ i be the f+ckin’ best at everything, b+tch
and i be rockin’ solo dolo mane
cause b+tch i hate n+ggas
it take a real n+gga to just deal wit’ all this hate, n+gga
and i been gettin’ better but it’s some sh+t i ain’t forgave, n+gga
put that sh+t on my mama, b+tch i take it to the grave, n+gga
won’t let you treat me like a slave n+gga
mane b+tch i hate n+ggas

[verse 1]
mane i’m that type of n+gga, do my thing
it ain’t no take, n+gga
i look at my reflection up in the mirror
i’m a brave n+gga
that b+tch she text my phone cause she want the work
oh that what you say n+gga?
i gave it to her great, and then i asked her, b+tch
you like my d+ck? (you like my d+ck?)
it turn you on? (b+tch, yeah)
b+tch, wait til’ it get hard
that ho’ be fat
that b+tch be long
mane i did her all night, until the mornin’, b+tch
and she hit me up every time
just like she mine
whenever she want it, b+tch
i swear i don’t never pay mind
to all of these n+ggas who think
that they blowin’ me b+tch
i don’t never be lookin’ beside
ain’t lookin’ behind
cause that’s where they want me, b+tch
i swear i be watchin’ the signs
mane just like the stars
all up in a line, b+tch
mane all this f+ckin’ hate
don’t even know why they be tryin’ b+tch
i gotta keep myself in check, ain’t tryna’ lose my mind b+tch
done dealt wit’ that depression, don’t wan’ let it come around b+tch, yeah
i’m a virgo, that’s my zodiac
nonchalant every time, b+tch
b+tch come try to f+ck wit’ me, show you how i get down, b+tch
yeah
[chorus]
b+tch you talkin’ sh+t that i can’t understand
b+tch the way i’m movin’, they know
i’m the motherf+ckin’ mane
i’m that mane, b+tch
i make sho’ i be the f+ckin’ best at everything, b+tch
and i be rockin’ solo dolo mane
cause b+tch i hate n+ggas
it take a real n+gga to just deal wit’ all this hate, n+gga
and i been gettin’ better but it’s some sh+t i ain’t forgave, n+gga
put that sh+t on my mama, b+tch i take it to the grave, n+gga
won’t let you treat me like a slave n+gga
mane b+tch i hate n+ggas

[verse 2]
i swear i hate ‘em, n+gga
that n+gga tried to take my daughter from me
almost gave the trigger
and i ain’t racist, b+tch i love my f+ckin’ n+ggas
mane i’m a black ass n+gga
mane b+tch i’m light skin, that don’t mean
i ain’t a black ass n+gga
i know them b+tches hate me too
mane y’all some p+ss ass n+ggas
i flex that cash, i cop a band
all on these wuss ass n+ggas (wuss ass n+ggas)
i swear the f+ckin’ system tried to hold me back, b+tch
now i done moved to dallas, n+gga, got my f+ckin’ bag b+tch
i’m up in f+ckin’ college too, i got my sh+t intact, b+tch
mane i’ma get my mama face tatted on my back, b+tch
mane f+ck that p+ssy b+tch at walmart
i hope his legs clack, b+tch
you callin’ twelve up on my aunti
b+tch you f+ckin’ wack, b+tch
mane b+tch i rep that 3+1+8, but i ain’t movin’ back, b+tch
i bought my f+ckin’ ps5
all up wit’ my stacks, b+tch
i got my f+ckin’ car to drive
but i’ma get a scat, b+tch
and b+tch i hate these n+ggas thinkin’
i ain’t got my pack, b+tch
ay’ yeah
[chorus]
b+tch you talkin’ sh+t that i can’t understand
b+tch the way i’m movin’, they know
i’m the motherf+ckin’ mane
i’m that mane, b+tch
i make sho’ i be the f+ckin’ best at everything, b+tch
and i be rockin’ solo dolo mane
cause b+tch i hate n+ggas
it take a real n+gga to just deal wit’ all this hate, n+gga
and i been gettin’ better but it’s some sh+t i ain’t forgave, n+gga
put that sh+t on my mama, b+tch i take it to the grave, n+gga
won’t let you treat me like a slave n+gga
mane b+tch i hate n+ggas

[outro]
mane i’m that type of n+gga, do my thing
it ain’t no take, n+gga
i look at my reflection up in the mirror
i’m a brave n+gga
that b+tch she text my phone cause she want the work
oh that what you say n+gga?
i gave it to her great, and then i asked her, b+tch
you like my d+ck? (you like my d+ck?)
it turn you on? (b+tch, yeah)
b+tch, wait til’ it get hard
that ho’ be fat
that b+tch be long
mane i did her all night, until the mornin’, b+tch
and she hit me up every time
just like she mine
whenever she want it, b+tch

- yb curtis lyrics

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