Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song HATERS, artist - DYL.
Date of issue: 27.10.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
HATERS |
We wanna dream |
And smoke all week |
We came here to have a good time |
So pour us some drink |
And we wanna fuck |
'Cause love is always free |
So you might call us crazy |
But all we’ll say |
Is fuck all these haters |
I got haters in my rear view so I’m floorin' it |
I got haters everywhere I’m looking so I’m steady pourin' it |
And lightin' it |
And puff, puff, pass, blow smoke through these haters |
Imma live my life, if you ain’t with it see you later |
You might see me in a beamer |
You might catch me in a benz |
You might see me walk up in a club with anything but manners |
You ain’t never see me hatin' |
You ain’t never see me fightin' |
If you see me with a girl, you gonna see that she’s a ten |
Lay back all day, no stress |
Couple homies, couple hoes makin' everything the best |
East to the West, but I’m steady on the coast |
Pop a bottle, roll a dutch, everybody knows the rest |
Maybe I’m crazy, but I know everybody is |
So we might as well kick it, why you mad |
Quit your bitchin' and get with it |
Here’s a golden ticket, let’s get livin' |
We wanna dream |
And smoke all week |
We came here to have a good time |
So pour us some drink |
And we wanna fuck |
'Cause love is always free |
So you might call us crazy |
But all we’ll say |
Is fuck all these haters |
Tell the DJ turn it down so you hear me loud and clear |
What you doing right there |
You should be right here |
Tell me do you have a man, wait I don’t really care |
Way up in the winner circle I can’t worry 'bout a square |
Lit up in the club and it’s a Friday night |
Hennessey hero, you tengo dinero |
I been workin' too hard, workin' two jobs |
I need to cool off whether you are |
My homie Tommy just got kicked out |
In the morning imma tell him that he missed out |
Champagne sprayin' it, could be somebody’s birthday |
I smell lots of trees, I almost thought it was earth day |
Last call, my ass |
Hurry up and pour another glass |
2AM and they still can’t kick us out |
We wanna dream |
And smoke all week |
We came here to have a good time |
So pour us some drink |
And we wanna fuck |
'Cause love is always free |
So you might call us crazy |
But all we’ll say |
Is fuck all these haters |