King Louie – Why They Hating On Me lyrics

[Verse 1]
Giuseppes at the Grammys looking sick
Gold Rolex, that’s a grammy on my wrist
And we got them hammers in this bitch
For any nigga think he too legit to quit
Your bitch tryna suck me, I’m like wait a minute
Bought the bitch McDonalds, now she think she winning
Pack louder than an instrumental
What they know about wasting dime on expensive denim
My shoes aren’t released when I get em
Bum bitches, I ain’t fucking with em
Broke niggas, why they fucking with em?
Broke jokes, I don’t fucking get em

[Hook]
Why they hating on me?
Maybe cause I run the plans up, fuck niggas can’t stand us
Why they hating on me?
Cashed out on another lick, now I pump holes in your bitch
Why they hating on me?
Maybe cause she a fan nigga, little bitch she know I’m the man nigga
Why they hating on me?
Maybe cause I’m man up nigga, maybe cause my bands up nigga
Got me screaming out motherfuck the other side
Motherfuck the other side nigga
Motherfuck the other side, motherfuck the other side nigga
Motherfuck the other side, motherfuck the other side nigga
Motherfuck the other side, motherfuck the other side nigga

[Verse 2]
Mad cause I got bands like a rally
All these grands, bitch calling me finale
Smoking Louie with Obama out in Cali
She call me daddy, got a fatty, Imma fuck her
She say a fourty coming with her, Imma fuck em both
I might go Michigan and do the fucking most
I smell [?] on your fucking clothes
I love getting money, smoking dope
I think they in love with being broke
I know I’m in love with getting money
I know other nigga’s bitches love me
Pull up pretty, got em looking ugly
Smelling good, bitches want to hug me
Ls on another puppy, I’m a shark, you a guppy
Riding clean, smoking rugby
Charlie Sheen, bitch I’m winning
Chilling with exotic women
Fuck with me I got it
Imma get it 'till I’m dead nigga, Imma make a killing
Smoking dope with paper soldiers
My niggas is paper holders
Old bread, paper molded
Hallelujah, pray for Lou Lou

[Hook]