Текст Lil’ Flip – Haters Still Mad (Remix)

Screwed Up Click, for y’all that don’t know
You hear about it, for y’all that don’t go
To my concerts, one girl got one shirt
I put my autograph, right on her skirt
And she told everybody at her job
Lil’ Flip, music really goes hard
Now my fans, just liking what I’m doing
Cause I’m entrepreneuring, nigga wanna boo em
But they can’t, cause they know I’m a legend
They got monitors on they leg, in the house by seven
It seems like niggaz get dumber and dumber
How you trade in a Benz, just to get you a Hummer
You went to jail, now you on probation
For real, should of went and got a education
But your dumb ass, couldn’t be patient
You wanted to smoke weed, now time you’re facing
Three years, behind three blunts
Three freaks, damn nigga three sweets
And that wasn’t even endo
You went to jail, for some regular weed
And you saying, that you better than me
You smarter than me, how the fuck you harder than me
Come on my nigga, how you recording in three
Different studios get your own shit, get your own click
Nigga why you fucking with that nigga wife, get your own bitch

talking

Biatch (biatch) ha-ha, haters still mad
What can I say, iight, cool