Bye! Bye! Hater!-Tela

歌手 : Tela

专辑 : The World Ain't Enuff

语种 : 英语

时长 : 05:33

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TXT Bye! Bye! Hater!-Tela 文本歌词

Bye! Bye! Hater! (Millenium Mix) - Tela

Let's keep it quiet, I'm gon' shine, I'm in the body wide

I'm comin down the street, I'm in twenty inch tires

I'm leaned up, I'm screened up

I'm bout to clean up the South, ain't sh*t happen to young Tela

I'ma sit right here, and I'ma get my sh*t clear

I'ma sit right here, and I'ma finish my beer

Now I'ma go on and make the block cause I'm just on hard

I'ma go ahead and stop mayne, f**k the laws

Now I'ma go ahead and bounce because them hoes do be trippin

I'ma head to the house and I'ma keep my sh*t pimpin

I'm the realest Down South, I'm on a cut-up mission

For some red, bowlegs, no braids, no extensions

I'ma get by this b**ch and I'ma call this b**ch

This Nextel drop calls, so I'ma hop on the Sprint

They say, "Who that ni**a there? He lookin all in my sh*t

Lookin all through my tint like he wanna come and b**ch boi"

Bye bye haters, I gets papers

Y'all muh'f**kers can hate me later

Ha hoes, I gets O's

I comes through the damn club so throwed

There go two things in life that I don't wanna see

Me not believin in Christ; my kids die befo' me

And I promise you this - if the sh*t is sweet

Or if the sh*t gets deep, from the valley to the beat

They say I went pop, and I lost my streets

The only thing that is pop, is me with this heat

And I pop wine bottles and pop fine models

And pop off sparks from the shells that's hollow

I like nice parties, I got the new Bugotti

It's gutted out white with the candy-apple body

Haters can't see me, cause haters don't like me

We two different players: I'm gator, you Nike

Accept that player, can't help that player

I don't care if you just sit there player

Ni**a youse a lame you ain't even in the game

Youse a b**ch in the stands, stickin on a man

Hey yo, understand me I'm at yo' door with yo' keys

Tearin up yo' sh*t on the flo' where she bleeds

I'm diggin through your couch cause I'm lookin for the cheese

Ni**a this the South, there's some sh*t off in the breeze

I tell a b**ch quick, aiy you're f**kin or leave

And I don't give sh*t, but I gots to receive

I lays it flat like this, I got mouths to feed

I'm the captain of the team, so I'm to the extreme

Hmm, so hold it in if you're feelin calicay

Or feel the breeze from the wind from the holes in your Escalade

I sho' hate it, you're outdated

Expirated, deleted, for f**kin with the greatest

I know you're feelin calicocky and swoll (oh)

But don't get yourself rowdy and cold (oh)

Oh young ni**a gonna call me like

Gonna find his a**, split to f**k with the pipes

Keep playin aight?

Uhh, so throwed

Bye bye hater.. y'know?