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Maino

Genres: Hip-Hop

Hi Hater (remix) Lyrics - Maino

Somebody call the doctor man, remix 

It's like them haters out there 

Got a sickness man that need to be cured 

Hey, hey, hater, hey, hey, hey hater 

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hi, hi, hi hater 

 

Hey, hey, hey hater, hey, hey, hey hater 

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hi, hi, hi hater 

Hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hello, hello hater 

(Remix, come on, man, yeah) 

 

Look, don't hide, I see you, hater 

I'm a wave hi when I see you, hater 

I've been dyin' to meet you, hater 

Please don't leave me, I need you, hater 

 

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This is for the ones that's been prayin' I'm 'gon fail 

They hatin', rather see me back in the cell 

But I ain't in the jail my nigga' I'm doin' good 

Brooklyn we did it, I'm keepin' it all hood 

 

Keep hatin', I'm rollin', I'm goin' past you 

Chicks like ooh, I like him you see his tattoos 

(Go Maino) 

Look at me went from Smack DVD's to MTV 

Pants hangin' down on BET 

Still in the streets nigga you see me 

 

Hustle hard, stack paper, it's alright, y'all hate us 

It's nothin', we major, you see me, hi hater 

Hi hater, hi hater, you see me, hi hater 

Hi hater, hi hater, you see me, hi hater 

Ay Maino, tell them haters get ready 

 

Ay Maino, tell them haters get ready 

I ain't got time, too busy I'm flyin' 

Over the Atlantics, three or fo' Hispanics 

Strip dancin', no panties, askin me to take advantage 

 

Just imagine all the fun that I'm havin' 

(It's scary) 

On average, I'm travelin', gettin' that cabbage 

Performin' in London, then I'm landin' in Paris 

(Ha, ha, ha) 

 

If I was you, frankly I'd be embarrassed 

You carry no weight, words hold no merit 

I talk big money, you can't understand it 

My picture won't fit on yo' cameras 

 

Go win two Grammys, build cribs for a few families 

Then you can come back and holla at me 

God dammit, it's sad, but I could give a damn, what a sucka thank 

Hustle hard, Grand Hustle, call us Hustle INC 

 

Me and Maino, Jay'll ate it, just like brothers think 

It's all about the music 'til it escalate to other things 

Sucka seen the Bankhead, BK connection 

You can hate it, but respect or else get dealt with, bitch 

 

Hi hater, hi hater, you see me, hi hater 

Hi hater, hi hater, you see me, hi hater 

 

Okay, okay, hi my name is Swizz, your name is, hater 

So you see 'em, hi hater, on my watch, the padded Felipe 

I don't lose no sleep, 'cause I don't fuck with y'all haters 

My car, the SLR, the engine through them like it's a guitar 

 

I'll leave y'all haters in the dust by far 

I'm designin' planes y'all lookin' at cars 

(Lames) 

Yeah, I try to keep the peace 

 

If you keep talkin', the hawk 'gon slide in 'em 

What's up? They all want the cake 

But I'm a chef so I gotta show 'em how to bake 

(Get 'em) 

 

Nine outta ten rappers, haters 

They get emotional when they ain't got paper 

When you get bigger than them then they hate ya 

Fuck 'em, 'cause I don't owe 'em no favors 

 

When rappers hot, they praise ya 

When rappers get cold, they spray ya 

We smarter than most, ask my label 

My first week numbers, real major 

(Dayum) 

 

Two hundred fourteen thousand sold, playa 

Take by the minute now, half be my neighbor 

I got a show, so I'm a talk to y'all later 

Forty thousand a show now hater 

 

Hi hater, hi hater, you see me, hi hater 

Hi hater, hi hater, you see me, hi hater 

(Hello, how y'all doin'?) 

 

Yo, a million dollars worth the ice on 

My wife beater show the pythons 

Drug money kept the lights on, and besides the gun smoke 

The hate in the air is what kept the nights on 

 

They 'gon hate, anyway screw bein' nice to 'em 

Till you send 'em some hot ones 

Or you put the knife on 'em 

 

Hi haters, it's me Jada 

Might see me in the D with pink gators 

Or I might be in the streets with three shakers 

Ten head cracks in a row with sweet paper 

 

Yeah, I'm just tryin' to get my cash 

The LP is on the way though, kiss my ass 

 

Let 'em show NY, like the folks who make PlayStation 

Yeah, I'm back, fresh off of hatecation 

I let the haters take a break 

Now I'm a let it out the bag like Jake the Snake 

 

If it's one thing for sho', two things for certain 

I'm a keep it up 'til my middle finger's hurtin' 

No, I ain't had a brush with beef yet 

Some of y'all wake up hatin' and ain't brushed your teeth yet 

 

I come through, haters gotta know that I am paid 

I be wavin' like I'm on the float of the parade 

Hola, bonjour, hi hater 

I keep it movin on hoes, call me vibrator 

Los' 

 

Hi hater, hi hater, you see me, hi hater 

Hi hater, hi hater, you see me, hi hater 

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