(Intro: Jay-Z) Haters Haters These niggas is haters And I made myself so easy to love
(Verse 1: Kanye West) How much they hate it Very Kiss girls like Katy Perry I am never sprung But I spring her - Jerry Don't try this at home Results may vary King like T.I. But in the Chi-Larry
(Verse 1: Jay-Z) Hoover, Hova Both are American Gangsters You choose whose 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 girdles Wearin' more than they 'spose to Poser No sir My hustle? So Russell I strech 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 emcees prayin' for my downfall They just Haters I wave at you I'm so player I never be done I'm so RA-RE
(Verse 2: Kanye West) We killin the game It's not FAI-R You motherfuckers Stay right THE-RE Cause we too high up in the AI-R We blastin' off Just like a Laser Nigga pyoom-pyoom-pyoom! Gimme back Gimme room-room-room DB-9 Like vroom-vroom-vroom Young Hov What we doin-doin-doin
(Verse 2: Jay-Z) We ballin' Bitches Eatin' ya'll food Leavin' dishes Why these niggas always talkin' Lear talk 'Ye Why I never see 'em at the clear port 'Ye Why I always hear they at the airport While I fly daily like I'm in the Air Force Therefore Please stop talking my ears off With millionaire talk You Haters You mad at me Cause Yo Paper Need to get it's muthafuckin Weight up Hold up Wait up I ain't done Name one thing that I ain't done It hurts when you say that I ain't the one You haters How do I gain your Fa-vor I need to know Cause I Ca-re I need you to love me I swear Look hey-er See Ye is Runnin' the Chi Like Gale Sayers I'm running New York I got the Ma-yor On my pa-ger Ya can't fade us You hate us I need you Stay the-re I breathe you Like Ai-r Yay-er
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