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High Haters Lyrics - Mile High - Kottonmouth Kings

[D-Loc] 

a beat I beat I guess we bobbin 

a to z these suckers doggin 

doggy parks, hear me callin 

grab this mic, I be hoggin 

honky party here we go 

this is how the water flow 

out the mouth like a river 

style cold make me shiver 

banging on the left 

and we banging on them now 

get to bangin on my set 

we bring it back, bling BLOWW 

biggie BLOWW how I do it 

biggie BLOWW make me prove it 

all up in your face, white boys show you how to do it 

now, get you backin up 

now get you actin up 

now im crackin crackin blood, 

sex-crazed pullin stunts 

bustin, you nothing 

my style, keep you love it 

Ill dust it, Ill stuff it, 

full & plenty of it 

Im eatin, Im geekin 

the parties on the weekend 

money never sleep its always creepin on the deep-end 

radio, play me yo, hit the switch and watch it blow 

hate to see you go, leave me bumpin thru your stereo! 

 

Chorus: hater high, hater bye, quit from movin side to side 

they go left they go right, they know just what they like x4 

KEEP ME BUMPIN THRU YOUR STEREO! Bumpin thru ur stereo, 

bumpin thru ur stereo, bumpin-B-bumpin, we be bumpin thru ur stereo! 

 

[Daddy-X] 

you got beef son? Im a vegetarian. 

its a Dogs life, see a veterinarian. 

WHOO! 

you fed flakes like the fish in my aquarium 

when I stop pullin cards Ima start burying em 

get my shovel out, duct tape yo mouth 

throw em in the trunk, and drive em down south 

thats all Im gonna say, wont even speak about it 

wont even leave a trace, see Im unique about it! 

haters love to hate. Bitchers love to bitch. 

Im WELL qualified to recognize a little snitch! 

they got a weak spine, always run they mouth 

like a chick flick they always gonna sell you out! 

I aint Soulja boy, but Im a SOLDIER, BOY! 

and when the truth comes out, Ima say I told you boy! 

Im an O.G., that means Im rated X. 

You cant see me EVEN WITH the rain checks. 

 

Chorus: hater high, hater bye, quit from movin side to side 

they go left they go right, they know just what they like x4 

KEEP ME BUMPIN THRU YOUR STEREO! Bumpin thru ur stereo, 

bumpin thru ur stereo, bumpin-B-bumpin, we be bumpin thru ur stereo! 

 

[Richter] 

Id rather be loved then hated. 

So I pay no mind to haters 

these days most haters is faceless. 

No class asses never tippin their waitress 

I feel bad for em, musta been left in their play pens 

when they was kids, and handed everything 

and now they see me walkin up as a king 

to the front of the line straight V.I.P. 

free Bottle Service so, yo DRINKS ON ME! 

when I show up to the club its like 

Hey Johnny Richter , (you hear dat) hey Johnny richter 

(you hear dat) hey Johnny richter 

it sounds like Hey Johnny Richter, even the beats on my side 

and sos a bunch of muthafuckers down to ride 

 

[Dirtball] 

there is no question Im coming to kill the haters now, 

save me for the last round. Guaranteed to crush em man 

woop em up and hang up from the barbed wire. 

ignoring they fake cries, still knowin that thiss why 

keep going and loving all the haters, they keep my belly full 

splatter and scatter and mean mug em til they catapult 

finally I wont be infectin your family, forever rappin & trappin 

& fuck bitches that wanna see us cry 

 

Chorus: hater high, hater bye, quit from movin side to side. they go left they go right, they know just what they like x4 KEEP ME BUMPIN THRU YOUR STEREO! Bumpin thru ur stereo, bumpin thru ur stereo, bumpin-B-bumpin, we be bumpin thru ur stereo! 

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