Quit Hatin', Pt. 1

Yea, yea, e-
YEAHHHH! O-kayyyyyy - what, what? wha, what, what?
Lil Jon and the motherfuckin
Eastside Boyz! (Yeahhhh)
Short Dawg! (YeahHHH )
Once again at yo ass (YEAHHHH!)
Bitch!! (Yeah!)
This go out to all the pussy niggaz (listen here) that see us when we walk in the club (whassup) and just be mean muggin! [Chorus: Lil Jon - repeat 2X]
Quit hatin motherfucker, quit hatin!
Quit hatin pussy nigga, quit hatin!
God damnit
MOTHERFUCK
AHHH God damnit
MOTHERFUCK
AHHH [Twista]
High cause
Im tokin the choke and smokin on
Purple Haze and
Im coughin
Got some new
Nikes on my feet, even my
Caddy wear
Jordans Now bitches be on my dick when
I pull up in a platinum blue llac
They come and spread they ass crack, let me hit it from the back
On the flo, they bend over, shake them titties and twurk them hips
With them lil ol thongs on,
I can almost see they coochie lips
And she backin that thing up on me, so
I do the damn thing and pop her
With a lil curl that ha-hangin proper, drunk off champagne and vodka
Just cause its us in the club they krunk, its $hort and
Twista And
I know the ladies know we love to cut,
I can tell it when they whisper
They say - [Twista - really fast]
See the ballin niggaz in the party
They came in new
Escalades
And I got a single, wanna get up in the lobby
Im with that, come freak all in my body, its on [Twista]
We about to break your back and your hip
Smoke a sack and just sip
Sit back and eat some immaculate shrimp
Stackin chips as a mack and a pimp, in the club you gon bounce
But on the streets, my dro goin for, six hundred a ounce [Chorus] [Too $hort]
Show me love when you see me, dont hate
If you take my woman from me, what you gon say?
Charge it to the game, if
I lose, I lose
You never know when a hoe is wearin choosy shoes
You must be a magician cause youre nothin but a trick
Tryin to give her all your money, but whatchu gon get?
I get em all, suited at the players ball
Up against the wall, just got another number to call
Yall see me
Im a real player,
I do this nightly
You wanna fight me, cause you cant be like me
All you hatin ass suckers in the place
You better stop starin in my motherfuckin face
Too many jealous thoughts goin through yo mind
You mad like you guilty, goin to do some time
Pay yo pussy bill nigga if you want a date
But you just talkin shit
I figure you just wanna hate
You hater! [Chorus] [V. White]
Now you can catch me
I-80 in the diamond lane gettin head
In the rearview, make a wrong move and
I gotsta have your head
I put 23s in the game on the
Avalanche and give you the blues
And blow white smoke up out the sunroof while we keep it on cruise
I ride with a hog in the back and the vogue in the back and you hatin on that
Its just
V. White,
T. $hort,
Twista boy we blazin on track
Its just that
Eastside psycho-chronological mind-stopper
Keep a burner at yo waist while we serve these haters proper
You better get up, get out, get somethin; nigga, and stop frontin
If I had no car and stayed with my momma then
Id be hatin on somethin
Nah but nope, not me ,
I give em out, above the knee
You could catch one in the torso, b-2-1-2, fuckin with me
Now you can hate me all you want to cause
I aint hard to find
I got hitters on payroll and parolees dyin to shine
Thatll leave a hole in your dome like
Rogaine, old school like road games
You cant stop me from shinin,
Im highly flammable like propane [Chorus] [Too $hort]
Yeah we got some real players in this motherfucker
Too $hort,
Twista, V.
White, Lil
Jon, Eastside
Boyz, Delinquents
Yeah we see you haters up in this motherfucker
Tryin to kick it like us real players
But you know what we gon do?
We gon sift you motherfuckin haters out
And we gon beat yo motherfuckin ass
Yeah thats right, whup that haters ass
Beat his ass!
Like he stole somethin.. [Lil Jon]
Quit hatin motherfucker , quit hatin! [$hort]
Now slow it down for the retarded people