Текст Lloyd Banks – Hate You More
Текст:
Now she think she know me
Problem is I know her too
Separation the solution
We both don’t know what we do
When I told you bring ’em through
Now they sneaking, emailing
Calling, texting pinging too
Stuck my dick in every city
But I always figured you’d
Stick around when I got hot
But you reveal when I was cool
When I was young, dumb, full of cum
Pretty bitches pullin’ some
Couldn’t run, reputation fouler than the hood I’m from
She thinks she working me
She must think I’m stupid
Ain’t no joking me
We done kidnap cupid
Fuck you won’t take advantage
Of who I wrote the blueprint
Lay you out of my soul
Get that pussy up and roof it
No look pass alley hoopin
They don’t like me
They like this 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
Hook:
There you go again, acting like you got me
Got me mad enough to flip
Cut you off, nobody gonna play me like a loser
I’m a play them bitches first
You done lost me, acting like a fool just makes it worse
Now get off me, nah… ain’t no way to make it work
It’ll 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 make you, I hate you
You make me not like you anymore
In fact I think I hate you
Really hope I make you
I think I hate you more
You used to light me up
Grimy shit, move the fire
You got Louis bags of 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
Priorities with the paper
If she knew better,
Then she’ll know I’d always be major
But she’s caught up in the wind of the world
Average behaviour, you don’t wanna be shit yourself
You want someone to save you
Well save that for the next man
My next plan is to play’er
You play for one of them teams
You got the best chance to slay ‘er
Lay ’em down by the layer.
Benjamin Franklin makes the world go round
Frozen carats proper concept of marriage
That’s how they all go down
Don’t come around me ’cause I’m too cold
You ain’t really prepared for what the truth hold
Complex technicality grabbing me through this loop hole
And all actuality, rather be in my coup gone…
Gone from the bullshit…
Hook:
There you go again, acting like you got me
Got me mad enough to flip
Cut you off, nobody gonna play me like a loser
I’m a play them bitches first
You done lost me, acting like a fool just makes it worse
Now get off me, nah ain’t no way to make it work
It’ll 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 make you, I hate you
You make me not like you anymore
In fact I think I hate you
Really hope I make you
I hate you more
echoes
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