Too $hort, V. White, Twista, The East Side Boyz, Lil Jon - Quit Hatin' Pt. 1 lyrics

Yea, yea, e yeah! O-kayyyyyy - what, what?
Wha', what, what?
Lil' Jon and the motherfuckin Eastside Boyz!
(yeah) short Dawg!
(yeahHHH) Once again at yo' ass (yeah)
Bitch! (yeah) This go out to all the pussy niggas (listen here)
That see us when we walk in the club
(whassup) and just be mean muggin!

Quit hatin motherfucker, quit hatin!
Quit hatin pussy nigga, quit hatin!
God damnit MOTHERFUCKAHHH
God damnit MOTHERFUCKAHHH
Quit hatin motherfucker, quit hatin!
Quit hatin pussy nigga, quit hatin!
God damnit MOTHERFUCKAHHH
God damnit MOTHERFUCKAHHH

High cause I'm tokin the choke and smokin
On Purple Haze and I'm coughin
Got some new Nike's on my feet
Even my Caddy wear Jordans
Now bitches be on my dick when I
Pull up in a platinum blue 'llac
They come and spread they ass crack
Let me hit it from the back
On the flo', they bend over
Shake them titties and twurk them hips
With them lil' ol' thongs on
I can almost see they coochie lips
And she backin that thing up on me
So I do the damn thing and pop her
With a lil' curl that ha hangin proper
Drunk off champagne and vodka
Just cause it's us in the club they krunk
It's $hort and Twista
And I know the ladies know we love to cut
I can tell it when they whisper they say -
See the ballin niggas in the party
They came in new Escalades
And I got a single, wanna get up in the lobby
I'm with that, come freak all in my body
It's on
We about to break your back and your hip
Smoke a sack and just sip
Sit back and eat some immaculate shrimp
Stackin chips as a mack and a pimp
In the club you gon' bounce
But on the streets, my dro' goin for
Six hundred a ounce

Quit hatin motherfucker, quit hatin!
Quit hatin pussy nigga, quit hatin!
God damnit MOTHERFUCKAHHH
God damnit MOTHERFUCKAHHH
Quit hatin motherfucker, quit hatin!
Quit hatin pussy nigga, quit hatin!
God damnit MOTHERFUCKAHHH
God damnit MOTHERFUCKAHHH

Show me love when you see me, don't hate
If you take my woman from me
What you gon' say?
Charge it to the game, if I lose, I lose
You never know when a ho
Is wearin choosy shoes
You must be a magician cause
You're nothin but a trick
Tryin to give her all your money
But whatchu gon' get?
I get 'em all, suited at the player's ball
Up against the wall
Just got another number to call
Y'all see me I'm a real player
I do this nightly you wanna fight me
Cause you can't be like me
All you hatin ass suckers in the place
You better stop starin in
My motherfuckin face
Too many jealous thoughts goin
Through yo' mind
You mad like you guilty, goin to do some time
Pay yo' pussy bill nigga if you want a date
But you just talkin shit I
Figure you just wanna hate you hater!

Quit hatin motherfucker, quit hatin!
Quit hatin pussy nigga, quit hatin!
God damnit MOTHERFUCKAHHH
God damnit MOTHERFUCKAHHH
Quit hatin motherfucker, quit hatin!
Quit hatin pussy nigga, quit hatin!
God damnit MOTHERFUCKAHHH
God damnit MOTHERFUCKAHHH

Now you can catch me I80 in
The diamond lane gettin head
In the rearview
Make a wrong move and I gotsta have your head
I put 23's in the game on the
Avalanche and give you the blues
And blow white smoke up out the sunroof
While we keep it on cruise
I ride with a hog in the back and the
Vogue in the back and you hatin on that
It's just V white, T $hort
Twista boy we blazin on track
It's just that Eastside
Psycho-chronological mind-stopper
Keep a burner at yo' waist while
We serve these haters proper
You better get up, get
Out, get somethin nigga, and stop frontin
If I had no car and stayed with my
Momma then I'd be hatin on somethin
Nah but nope, not me, I give 'em out
Above the knee
You could catch one in the torso, b-2-1-2
Fuckin with me
Now you can hate me all you want
To cause I ain't hard to find
I got hitters on payroll and
Parolees dyin to shine
That'll leave a hole in
Your dome like Rogaine
Old school like road games
You can't stop me from shinin
I'm highly flammable like propane

Quit hatin motherfucker, quit hatin!
Quit hatin pussy nigga, quit hatin!
God damnit MOTHERFUCKAHHH
God damnit MOTHERFUCKAHHH
Quit hatin motherfucker, quit hatin!
Quit hatin pussy nigga, quit hatin!
God damnit MOTHERFUCKAHHH
God damnit MOTHERFUCKAHHH

Yeah we got some real
Players in this motherfucker
Too $hort, Twista, V white
Lil' Jon, Eastside Boyz, delinquents
Yeah we see you haters
Up in this motherfucker
Tryin to kick it like us real players
But you know what we gon' do?
We gon' sift you motherfuckin haters out
And we gon' beat yo' motherfuckin ass

Yeah that's right, whup that hater's ass
Beat his ass! Like he stole somethin