Testo Hatin' On Me - Jeremih
Testo della canzone Hatin' On Me (Jeremih), tratta dall'album Jeremih
Hi to the haters
I'll see you later
Please don't step on the gators
Do me a favor
Just keep hatin' on me
(Jeremih, really gotta count down for these haters)
Okay, now, 5, 4, 3, 3, 2, 1
We, we got plenty
Y'all, y'all got none
You say, you say you lookin' for somebody hotter than the sun
Probably, probably like Ne-Yo but shawty I'm the one
I, I owe you, nah, you owe me
Y'all pop champagne
Let's pop 3
Tryna get my bills up like John Seed
So girl you know I, I'm not free
No one ever thought up in the streets that I could hold it down
Talkin' that shit while I bring in that heat and now I hold the crown
Even with all this weight on me couldn't bring me down
Go ahead and keep hatin' on me
So I can wave
Hi to the haters
I'll see you later
Please don't step on the gators
Do me a favor
Just keep hatin' on me
5, 4, 3, 3, 2, 1
We, we takin' over
Fee-fi-fo-fum
You know I, know I got your speakers bangin', bangin' out the trunk
This drank that I've been drankin' got me feelin' kinda, uhh
I'm tipsy, uhh
Y'all miss me
And they hatin' 'cause I've been around the world like Disney
Really straight from the Illy
And can't nobody stop me now, now, now, now, now
No one ever thought up in the streets that I could hold it down
Talkin' that shit while I bring in that heat and now I hold the crown
Even with all this weight on me couldn't bring me down
Go ahead and keep hatin' on me
So I can wave
Hi to the haters
I'll see you later
Please don't step on the gators
Do me a favor
Just keep hatin' on me
Hey, that be your girl that's jockin' me
Or the bass in the drum that's knockin' me
Anywhere you go, they watchin' me
'Cause I'm fly as a bird they flockin' me
You rock no property
And I got monopoly
And I can stack it up, she can back it up
And nobody in the streets is stoppin' me
You see the shoes and the whip with the chrome on the lip
They hate
Or maybe it's the glare from lice on the kit or the ice on my wrist
They stare
Shit, listen, I ain't get the manager, but I don't see why they hate
Can you see why they hate?
I ain't gonna lie, they make you wanna run and tell somebody
No one ever thought up in the streets that I could hold it down
Talkin' that shit while I bring in that heat and now I hold the crown
Even with all this weight on me couldn't bring me down
Go ahead and keep hatin' on me
So I can wave
Hi to the haters
I'll see you later
Please don't step on the gators
Do me a favor
Just keep hatin' on me
On me
On me
On me, yeah
On me
On me
On me, yeah, oh
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Abram Schultz, Jeremy P. Felton
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