JAY-Z, Kanye West - Hate lyrics

Haters haters these niggas is haters!
And I made myself so easy to love yeah
Yeah

How much they hate it? Very
Kiss girls like Katy Perry
I am never sprung, but I spring 'er: Jerry
Don’t try this at home results may vary
King like TI, but in the Chi, Larry

Hoover? Hova both are American Gangsters
You choose who's colder
Rappers get nasty in the
Booth but I'm grosser
I can’t even stomach myself: ulcer
More realer 'cause I'm closer
Had girlies in girdles weighing more
Than they supposed to poser? No, sir
My hustle: so Russell i stretch work: yoga
You know I got it down, dog
Al Roker: I used to knock pounds off
It ain’t nothing for me to knock nouns off
And these MCs praying for my downfall
They just haters
I wave at you, I’m so player
I’ll never be done, I’m so ra-re

We killing the game, it's not fair
You motherfuckers stay right there
'Cause we too high up in the air
We blasting off just like a laser
Nigga, "Pyong! Pyong! Pyong!"
Get back, give me room, room, room
DB9 like, "Vroom, vroom, vroom!"
Young Hov', what we doin', doin', doin'?

We ballin', bitches
Eating y'all food, leaving dishes
Why these niggas always talking Lear talk
'Ye?
Why I never see 'em at the Clearport, 'Ye?
Why always hear they at the airport?
While I fly daily like I'm in the Air Force
(Ayy)
Therefore, please stop talking my ears off
Millionaire talk
You haters, you mad at me 'cause your paper
Need to get it's motherfucking weight up
(Hold up) Wait up, I ain’t done
Name one thing I ain’t done
It hurts when you say that I ain't the one
You haters, how do I gain your favor?
I need to know 'cause I care
I need you to love me, I swear look here!
See 'Ye is running the Chi like Gale Sayers
I'm running New York
I got the mayor on my pager
You can’t fade us, you haters
I need you, stay there
I breathe you like air

Ay-yer yeah yeah yeah, yay-yer
Yeah yeah yeah, yay-yer where all my haters?
I love all my haters love all my haters
I love all my haters
Where the fuck is my haters? Hater?
Yay-yer! Haha