Traduction: Doa. I Hate You.
up your block so you say chorus: i hate - you you hate -- me we hate -- each other in your car you get cut off on the bus you never talk just sit an'
i'll just try to get up and i'm sorry this wasn't easy when i asked you, believe me you never let go but i let go i could only sing you sad songs and
I'm gone, high like frutose, frutose You wanna know the truth, really, you gone, you gone It'll blow ya out ya mind like a UFO, UFO I'm basically a resident
I got a whole outfit And a new fitted cap that I ain't wore out yet (Check, check, check) And I'm beamin' Yeah, and I seen it, like a twenty-seven inch
a graduate? I said {mumbling} and you laugh to it I'm just playin' with these niggas I ain't mad at 'em But since you critics want to be that adamant I guess I
: T.I. (B.o.B)] Okay, you got that (I'm gone, mayn I kinda, I kinda feel like I got you, man) Hehehe (I had to kinda show you up, man I ain't really wanna
as soon as I step up they hate it And I'm saying I really ain't with that complaining just look at the picture I'm painting Yeah I pay my rent, vacation
s alive Nigga, I'm in a aqua five With a button that make the roof flip back like pocket knives I can't knock ya drive, you feelin' like Rocky Till you get a
I see ya faggot ass schemin - fuck you Bitch you don't wanna swallow semen - fuck you No you hate the way I'm "Street Dreamin" - fuck you That's why I
Edge, don't be fool, I'd rather have you ma' Than everything, I'd give it all, just for you, yeah You're the one baby girl, I've never been so sure Your
now you don't like me, but Later on you gonna hate me (what) And I just got to do it Fuck y'all, I'm a keep doin my thing It's the hoodrat Hugh Hefner
as midgets O.k, I'll rap a little faster But do I really sound like I turned from a rapper to a pastor I'm like you except I date supermodels The cars
that I'd rather stay awake when I'm a sleep 'Cause everything is never as it seems Me I'm highly underestimated so educated that gettin paid quick If you ever hated
on the floor Damn right [Pharrell] I hate the fact that you know I hate the fact that you know (why) I hate the fact that you know, that everywhere you
You see in me I hate the way You like to say your Man's a celebrity Baby what's the deal? I thought you wanted me for me You gotta say what you mean
To You Yet Dawg, 'Cause I Ain't Friendly I drank Yak homie, you all drink Cris I Like Pussy Handy I Want That Boogie Bitch I Never Buy A Phantom 28's
] When I get to Warwick Avenue I'll tell you baby that we're through I'm leaving you for the last time, baby You think you're loving but you don't love
