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I know you hate me b*tch
Cause I ain't rich
And I'm tryin to get mine
fkin with my mind
And I know you don't mind
What's yours is mine
And what's mine is mine
Let me do some time
If I find you switch
Then I gotta slap you
b*tch b*tch, suck my d*ck
Till the funk in my trunk
That I packed to the mack
Play back, play back, spit it back
Rude boy, roughneck white duck
9 dead bodies then my b*tch turns up
Lately you've been trying to play me
In a mental state G
Wait G
(Chorus X2)
I know you hate me
I know you hate me
I know you hate me
b*tch
I know you hate me hoe
You still can't let it go
Hey yo
b*tch take a check before you get ship wrecked
And I snap your fkin neck
I ain't had em dat
b*tch, hoe, stank booty freak
Nuts in your mouth
Stretch marks on your cheeks
Ya say I ain't the same
Ya say I'm actin strange
Well b*tch I'm still the same motherfkin insane
I'm crazy like a wannabe
I'll shut your fkin mouth up
Jump on ya stomach till ya cough ya fkin lunch up
(Esham argues with his old girlfriend)
(Chorus X2)
I know you hate me
To be or not to be a b*tch
A b*tch, why you gotta be a b*tch
Dumb hoe, workin on an as* kickin
Get yo as* in the kitchen and cook this chicken
b*tch or I'll slap you upside the head
Hoe have you ever seen a burnin bed
I ain't playin
Know what I'm sayin
Hoe you better act right
I ain't against fk you up like a street fight
All in all in I think you've fallen
911 b*tch get the call in the cops
Or better yet call homicide
Cause somebody in here just died
(Chorus X2)
I know you hate me
(Chorus X2)
I know you hate
I know you hate me
I know you hate
I know you hate me
I know you hate me!