| I know you hate me bitch
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| Cause I ain’t rich
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| And I’m tryin to get mine
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| Fuckin with my mind
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| And I know you don’t mind
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| What’s yours is mine
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| And what’s mine is mine
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| Let me do some time
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| If I find you switch
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| Then I gotta slap you
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| Bitch bitch, suck my dick
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| Till the funk in my trunk
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| That I packed to the mack
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| Play back, play back, spit it back
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| Rude boy, roughneck white duck
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| 9 dead bodies then my bitch turns up
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| Lately you’ve been trying to play me
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| In a mental state G
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| Wait G
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| I know you hate me
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| I know you hate me
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| I know you hate me
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| Bitch
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| I know you hate me hoe
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| You still can’t let it go
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| ]From a long time ago
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| Hey yo
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| Bitch take a check before you get ship wrecked
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| And I snap your fuckin neck
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| I ain’t had em dat
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| Bitch, hoe, stank booty freak
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| Nuts in your mouth
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| Stretch marks on your cheeks
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| Ya say I ain’t the same
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| Ya say I’m actin strange
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| Well bitch I’m still the same motherfuckin insane
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| I’m crazy like a wannabe
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| I’ll shut your fuckin mouth up
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| Jump on ya stomach till ya cough ya fuckin lunch up
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| (Esham argues with his old girlfriend)
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| I know you hate me
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| To be or not to be a bitch
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| A bitch, why you gotta be a bitch
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| Dumb hoe, workin on an ass kickin
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| Get yo ass in the kitchen and cook this chicken
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| Bitch or I’ll slap you upside the head
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| Hoe have you ever seen a burnin bed
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| I ain’t playin
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| Know what I’m sayin
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| Hoe you better act right
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| I ain’t against fuck you up like a street fight
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| All in all in I think you’ve fallen
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| 911 bitch get the call in the cops
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| Or better yet call homicide
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| Cause somebody in here just died
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| I know you hate me
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| I know you hate
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| I know you hate me
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| I know you hate
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| I know you hate me
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| I know you hate me! |