Haters Still Mad Lyrics - Undaground Legend - Lil' Flip

(talking) 

Uh, Lil' Flip, them hatas still mad 

Man look, Big T 

(Chorus: Big T) 

Why y'all haters still mad 

I said I don't know why baby 

Cause Screwed Up Click acting bad 

Cause Screwed Up Click acting bad 

(Lil' Flip) 

You might see me in the benzo, sitting on Lorenzos, blowing on some endo 

It's five o'clock so I'ma drop my top, and let down my window 

I'm candy paint with DVD's and Playstation 2 

I got a mic with a crown on top that say R.I.P. DJ Screw 

But I'ma hold it down like it's no cigo', make this Screw shit coast to coast 

I can't be stopped like a locomotive, M-P-C H-P eighty rolling 

My paper folding like laundromats, S-P-S black Cadillacs 

E-S-1's cause cataracts, Gucci suit with the hat to match 

Like Fat Pat I'm on chrome, my Prime Co. on roam 

Sold out shows at the Astro Dome, y'all ain't know my money long 

Y'all money gone cause we changed the game, and came with tighter flows 

I wear expensive clothes got plenty hoes, cause nigga that's all I know 

Like shopping sprees and credit cards, two ways and cellulars 

Smoking blunts and pulling broads, everyday I'm switching cars 

But I'm a superstar like Denzel, but I ain't gone win a Grammy 

I sold a hundred thousand now I see why niggas can't stand me 

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(Chorus) 

Why y'all haters still mad 

I said I don't know why baby 

Cause Swisha House acting bad 

Why y'all hating the way y'all do 

Why y'all haters still mad 

I said I don't know why baby 

Cause Screwed Up Click acting bad 

Cause Screwed Up Click acting bad 

(Lil' Flip) 

All these cars I got to flip one, all these rims I got to whip one 

All this wood I got to grip some, Texas boys off the hook huh 

Chain and charm with two my chain, project corner with too much weight 

Sleep day time and work at night, making cash is my life 

Sipping Sprite and breaking mics, winning money shaking dice 

Hitting licks and shaking vikes, you want three chickens pay the price 

Bubble light on foreign wheels, iced out grill'll make me chill 

Peanut butter in my Seville, buy a pint and pop a sill 

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(Lil' Ron) 

Buy a pint and I'll pop a sill, and my blaze chop like a south-mill 

Y'all hatas mad cause we in a Jag, and that Iceberg got us dressed to kill 

How you feel cause I'm fired up, pour me up another cup 

It's S.U.C. and Swisha House, and them big faces we fold up 

Lil' Ron make you hold up while I take a trip with Lil' Flip 

Blow'd get you wide up and it'll make your ass run off a cliff 

Kenoe got the track throwed, we making hatas hate us bad 

I'm a Rosewood thug that keeps my pants sagging 

(Chorus) 

Why y'all haters still mad 

I said I don't know why baby 

Cause Swisha House acting bad 

Why y'all hating the way y'all do 

Why y'all haters still mad 

I said I don't know why baby 

Cause Screwed Up Click acting bad 

Cause Screwed Up Click acting bad