Jay-Z
When The Money Goes
Haters, haters, these niggas is haters!And I made myself so easy to loveYeah, yeah,How much they hate it, veryKiss girls like Katy PerryI am never sprung but I Springer, JerryDon't try to this at home, results may varyKing like T.I. but in the Chi-laryWhova? Hova, both ofa'American gangstas you choose whose, colda'Rappers get nasty in the booth,But I'm gross, I cant even stomach myselfUlcer, more realer cause I'm closerHad girlies in girldles weighing more than they suppose taPosera, no sir ,my hustle, so Russell,I stretch work, yogaYou know I got it down dog,Al Roker, I used to knock pounds offIt ain't nothing for me to knock nails off,But these M-C's are prayin' for my downfall,They just, hatersI wave at you, I'm so player,I'll never be done I'm so rare'rSongtexteWe killin' the game its not faiyrYou motherfuckers stay right theyre'cause we too high up in the ayirWe blastin' off just like a layzerNigga pewoon, pewoon, pewoonGive me rap, give me room, room, roomD-B-9 like vroom, vroom, vroomYoung Hov what we doin', doin', doin'We ballin', bitches, eatin' y'all food leavin' dishesWhy these niggas always talkin' leir talk YeWhy I never see them at the clear port YeWhy I always hear they at the airportWhy I fly daily like I'm in the Air ForceTherefore, please stop talkin' my ears offMillionaire talk, you haters,You mad at me cause your paper,"you need to get his mother fuckin' weight up", waitaI ain't done, name one thing that I ain't doneIt hurts when you say that I ain't the one, you hatersHow do I gain your favor, I need to know cause I cayreI need you to love me I sweayr, look heyreSee Ye is, runnin' the Chi like Gale Sayers,I'm runnin' new york, I got the mayor, on my pagerYou cant fade us, you hate usI need you, stay theyreI breath you, like ayir,AyirYa, ya, ya, yayerYa, ya, ya, yayerWhere are my haters,I love all my hatersLove all my hatersI love all my hatersWhere are my haters, haterYayer
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