Why They Hatin' Us

Fat pat

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    [Chorus]
    Tell me why they playa hate
    Steady talkin down cause I'm playa made
    Just because I'm playa made
    Makin all ya hoes sing my serenade

    [Double D]
    Now tell me why you wanna hate me
    Am I ur enemy playin close
    Tryna take what you like most?
    Or do I say the wrong things when we be chillin'
    I got a funny feelin' you trippin' ova dat bitch dat we was drillin'
    I knew dat she would go my niggaz told me so
    I got proof to show cause I was fuckin' dat hoe
    And ain't no tellin' who else was knockin' boots when I left
    But I ain't worried about dat cause I got bitches and wealth
    You got the same theng you got the same game
    Niggaz gotta maintain and let ya motherfuckin nuts hang
    You bringin plex like a thief in the night
    Ova 5 dollar bitches now you know dat ain't riight

    [Chorus x2]

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    [Fat Pat]
    They hatin us why they do us like dat
    Because we players may take hoes and hold nothin back
    You lovin deez hoes I'm burnin off on my 4's
    Sippin' my clo' just got head now you know
    10 toes get up or conduct dis pimp
    Wit the long-stroke ain't no hoe ya gal peep she's broke
    By dis Texas playa who girls try to get me there
    Look at dat girl starin' at me ova dere
    Wit dat nigga
    But I don't bare dem peepin'
    Gon by pass my number and keep on creepin'
    But she seekin'
    I know when she cum
    But from the looks of it she just love the way suga daddy ball

    [Chorus x2]

    [Fat Pat]
    You shouldn't feel the way you feel about us players we true
    Dress code stay throwed in everytheng dat we do
    Floss, ballin big mackin paper stackin at all times
    All notes and I quote you'll go broke behind hoes
    Eyes get froze when the big playa hit the scene
    Rollin' and somethin you only thought about havin' up n ya dreams
    And it seems to be the lil' plex and animosity
    And the baddest broad in the eva chose me the P.A.T.
    But don't broke against me check the broad not the pimp
    That's the way I was raised but fuck dem hoes I'm all about gettin' paid
    They come a dime or dozen
    While you was trippin' ova dat other broad I was knowin down her cousin
    And another and another
    Phone line steady buzzin
    Thought I wasn't the mack of the year now you wrong
    If you dat crazy bout dat broad you betta keep her at home
    Cause she'll get gon when she hit my zone
    It's on it's on

    [Chorus: repeat until the end]

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    Composición: Patrick Hawkins y Double D

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