Lloyd Banks
Lloyd Banks - Hate You More songtekst
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[Verse 1] Now she thinks she know me Problem is I know her too Separation the solution We both don't know what we do Hating bitches want some hating When I told her bring 'em through That is sneaky, they email me Call her text and pay too Stuck my dick in every city But I always feeling used Stick around when I got high But you reveal when I was cool And I was young, dumb, full of con Greedy bitches pullin' some Click and run, reputation foul than the hood I'm from She thinks she working me She must think I'm stupid Ain't no joking me We gon' take that cupid Fuck you won't take advantage Of who I rode the blue grind Hanging out with my surrey Get that pussy up and roof it No may pass all of you can They don't make me day Like they is bentley when I coupe it With that in mind it's hard To get blinded behind the music Even if I had a heart I work hard ain't no time to use it And that day is exclusive [Hook] There you go again, acting like you go me Got mad enough to flick Country off, nobody gonna play me like a looser I'mma play them bitches first Here the loss me, acting like a foolish missing pers Now get off me, nah ain't no way to make it work It will cost me, always knew it all That's my curse, what you faking for Crazy how you telling me you hate me I think I hate you more You make me not like you anymore In fact I think I hate you Really hope I hate you, I hate you You make me not like you anymore In fact I think I hate you Really hope I hate you I think I hate you more [Verse 2] You used to light me up Grind me shit, move the fire You got movies back the skeletons And you's a liar Just someone you callin' To get the nut out, open the plier I don't think the loyal bitch has come out My foolish priors Prior with this niggas paper And she knew better Then she knew I'll always be major This is caught in the wind and the grill Average behaviour, you don't want to sit by yourself You want someone to save you Well save that for the next man My next plan is to player You play for one of them teams You got the best change to slay 'em Play 'em down by the layer Benjamin Franklin makes the world go round Throws the cowards probably carrots and merry That's how they all go down Don't come around me cause I'm too cold You may be prepared for what the truth holds Complex technicality grabbing me through this loop hole And no actuality, rather me and my coup gone Gone from the bullshit [Hook]