Текст песни Too $hort f Lil` Jon and the Eastside Bo - Quit Hatin` Pt. 1
Too $hort f Lil` Jon and the Eastside Bo - Quit Hatin` Pt. 1 слова песни
[Lil` Jon]Yea, yea, e-YEAHHHH! O-kayyyyyy - what, what?wha`, what, what?Lil` Jon and the motherfuckin Eastside Boyz! (Yeahhhh)Short Dawg! (YeahHHH) Once again at yo` ass (YEAHHHH!)Bitch!! (Yeah!) This go out to all the pussy niggaz (listen here)that see us when we walk in the club (whassup)and just be mean muggin![Chorus: Lil` Jon - repeat 2X]Quit hatin motherfucker, quit hatin!Quit hatin pussy nigga, quit hatin!God damnit MOTHERFUCKAHHHGod damnit MOTHERFUCKAHHH[Twista]High cause I`m tokin the choke and smokin on Purple Haze and I`m coughinGot some new Nike`s on my feet, even my Caddy wear JordansNow bitches be on my dick when I pull up in a platinum blue `llacThey come and spread they ass crack, let me hit it from the backOn the flo`, they bend over, shake them titties and twurk them hipsWith them lil` ol` thongs on, I can almost see they coochie lipsAnd she backin that thing up on me, so I do the damn thing and pop herWith a lil` curl that ha-hangin proper, drunk off champagne and vodkaJust cause it`s us in the club they krunk, it`s $hort and TwistaAnd I know the ladies know we love to cut, I can tell it when they whisperThey say - [Twista - really fast]See the ballin niggaz in the partyThey came in new EscaladesAnd I got a single, wanna get up in the lobbyI`m with that, come freak all in my body, it`s on[Twista]We about to break your back and your hipSmoke a sack and just sipSit back and eat some immaculate shrimpStackin chips as a mack and a pimp, in the club you gon` bounceBut on the streets, my dro` goin for, six hundred a ounce[Chorus][Too $hort]Show me love when you see me, don`t hateIf you take my woman from me, what you gon` say?Charge it to the game, if I lose, I loseYou never know when a hoe is wearin choosy shoesYou must be a magician cause you`re nothin but a trickTryin to give her all your money, but whatchu gon` get?I get `em all, suited at the player`s ballUp against the wall, just got another number to callY`all see me I`m a real player, I do this nightlyYou wanna fight me, cause you can`t be like meAll you hatin ass suckers in the placeYou better stop starin in my motherfuckin faceToo many jealous thoughts goin through yo` mindYou mad like you guilty, goin to do some timePay yo` pussy bill nigga if you want a dateBut you just talkin shit I figure you just wanna hateYou hater![Chorus][V. White]Now you can catch me I-80 in the diamond lane gettin headIn the rearview, make a wrong move and I gotsta have your headI put 23`s in the game on the Avalanche and give you the bluesAnd blow white smoke up out the sunroof while we keep it on cruiseI ride with a hog in the back and the vogue in the back and you hatin on thatIt`s just V. White, T. $hort, Twista boy we blazin on trackIt`s just that Eastside psycho-chronological mind-stopperKeep a burner at yo` waist while we serve these haters properYou better get up, get out, get somethin; nigga, and stop frontinIf I had no car and stayed with my momma then I`d be hatin on somethinNah but nope, not me, I give `em out, above the kneeYou could catch one in the torso, b-2-1-2, fuckin with meNow you can hate me all you want to cause I ain`t hard to findI got hitters on payroll and parolees dyin to shineThat`ll leave a hole in your dome like Rogaine, old school like road gamesYou can`t stop me from shinin, I`m highly flammable like propane[Chorus][Too $hort]Yeah we got some real players in this motherfuckerToo $hort, Twista, V. White, Lil` Jon, Eastside Boyz, DelinquentsYeah we see you haters up in this motherfuckerTryin to kick it like us real playersBut you know what we gon` do?We gon` sift you motherfuckin haters outAnd we gon` beat yo` motherfuckin assYeah that`s right, whup that hater`s assBeat his ass!Like he stole somethin..[Lil` Jon] Quit hatin motherfucker, quit hatin![$hort] Now slow it down for the retarded people