Quit Hatin'(Pt 2) - Too $hort Yeah yeah yeah Okay What what what what what Lil' Jon and the motherf**kin 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 (what's up) And just be mean muggin Quit hatin motherf**ker quit hatin Quit hatin pussy nigga quit hatin God damnit motherf**kahhh God damnit motherf**kahhh Quit hatin motherf**ker quit hatin Quit hatin pussy nigga quit hatin God damnit motherf**kahhh God damnit motherf**kahhh High cause I'm tokin the choke And smokin on Purple Haze and I'm coughin Got some new Nike's on my feet Even my Caddy wear Jordans Now bitches be on my dick When I pull up in a platinum blue 'llac They come and spread they ass crack Let me hit it from the back On the flo' they bend over Shake them titties and twurk them hips With them lil' ol' thongs on I can almost see they coochie lips And she backin that thing up on me So I do the damn thing and pop her With a lil' curl that ha-hangin proper Drunk off champagne and vodka Just cause it's us in the club they krunk It's $hort and Twista And I know the ladies know we love to cut I can tell it when they whisper They say See the ballin niggaz in the party They came in new Escalades And I got a single wanna get up in the lobby I'm with that come freak all in my body it's on We about to break your back and your hip Smoke a sack and just sip Sit back and eat some immaculate shrimp Stackin chips as a mack and a pimp In the club you gon' bounce But on the streets my dro' going for Six hundred a ounce Quit hatin motherf**ker quit hatin Quit hatin pussy nigga quit hatin God damnit motherf**kahhh God damnit motherf**kahhh Quit hatin motherf**ker quit hatin Quit hatin pussy nigga quit hatin God damnit motherf**kahhh God damnit motherf**kahhh Show me love when you see me don't hate If you take my woman from me What you gon' say Charge it to the game if I lose I lose You never know when a hoe is wearin choosy shoes You must be a magician cause you're nothin but a trick Tryin to give her all your money But whatchu gon' get I get 'em all suited at the player's ball Up against the wall just got another number to call Y'all see me I'm a real player I do this nightly You wanna fight me cause you can't be like me All you hatin ass suckers in the place You better stop starin in my motherf**kin face Too many jealous thoughts goin through yo' mind You mad like you guilty goin to do some time Pay yo' pussy bill nigga if you want a date But you just talkin shit I figure you just wanna hate You hater Quit hatin motherf**ker quit hatin Quit hatin pussy nigga quit hatin God damnit motherf**kahhh God damnit motherf**kahhh Quit hatin motherf**ker quit hatin Quit hatin pussy nigga quit hatin God damnit motherf**kahhh God damnit motherf**kahhh Now you can catch me I-80 In the diamond lane gettin head In the rearview make a wrong move And I gotsta have your head I put 23's in the game on the Avalanche And give you the blues And blow white smoke up out the sunroof While we keep it on cruise I ride with a hog in the back And the vogue in the back and you hatin on that It's just V White T $hort Twista boy we blazin on track It's just that Eastside psycho-chronological mind-stopper Keep a burner at yo' waist while we serve these haters proper You better get up get out get somethin Nigga and stop frontin If I had no car and stayed with my momma Then I'd be hatin on somethin Nah but nope not me I give 'em out above the knee You could catch one in the torso B-2-1-2 f**kin with me Now you can hate me all you want to Cause I ain't hard to find I got hitters on payroll and parolees dyin to shine That'll leave a hole in your dome like Rogaine Old school like road games You can't stop me from shinin I'm highly flammable like propane 404

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