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fuck the haters - wizz havinn lyrics

[intro]
(5 o’clock)
uh, uh
yeah, uh (uh, go, uh)
yeah, uh (uh, go)
yeah, n*gga, uh (turn me up)

[verse]
f*ck the haters, we ball (we ball)
lil’ b*tch gon’ get geeked and eat b*lls (and eat b*lls)
uh, stand on my money, i be ten feet tall (tall)
d*mn, could’ve made a dub, i missed three calls (what the f*ck?)
these n*ggas don’t know how to do sh*t but be flawed (d*mn)
foreign, ‘fore you get up in this b*tch, dust your feet off (dust your feet off)
she was borin’, had to tell the b*tch, “go on home, ho, get lost” (tell the b*tch to get gone)
can’t ignore all this motherf*ckin’ motion, i’m a big boss (shh)
d*mn, n*ggas p*ssed off ’cause i knocked they b*tch off (yeah, for surе)
uh, rock my true religion backwards, feel like kris kross (i feel likе kris kross)
uh, n*ggas was never in the loop, man, they been lost (man, they been lost)
always keep that sh*t on, it never been off (always on)
d*mn, uh, always keep that sh*t on, it never been off (n*gga, uh, uh)
sippin’ codeine, promethazine, i never did coke (n*gga, uh, uh, n*gga, uh)
i got love for dope fiends, f*ck you mean? i’m still gettin’ off (n*gga, uh, n*gga, uh)
n*gga, huh, n*gga, huh (n*gga, uh)
yeah, n*gga, i’m still gettin’ off (uh, uh, uh, uh)
i’ma press the gas up in this b*tch, you hear the whole exhaust
yeah, hole in one, swing the stick just like i’m playin’ golf, n*gga (baow)
[outro]
the f*ck? yeah (super motherf*ckin’ wizzop, n*gga)
mm, look like i’m playin’ golf (mm, i’m the biggest in this sh*t, n*gga)
uh, this b*tch can’t, get off, yeah, uh, uh, uh, with all this d*mn sauce (n*gga, uh)
n*gga, phew, phew, phew
n*ggas can’t f*ck with me, man
you know what i’m sayin’, this sh*t be easy, man

- wizz havinn lyrics

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