Haters - Complex, Complex feat. Waka Flocka, Krytkal

Haters - Complex, Complex feat. Waka Flocka, Krytkal

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2015
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Haters

Complex, Complex feat. Waka Flocka, Krytkal

They tried to put me in my grave

By throwin' dirt up on my name, okay

Sometimes your woes turn into foes

You know how the sayin' goes

Gotta keep the grass low, no snakes

You know I dab on my haters, dab

Dab on my haters, dab

And I feel bad for my haters, bad

Cause I dab on my haters, dab

SQUAAAD!

Dabbin' on 'em, I’m about to go All-Madden on 'em

They gon' need more paddin' on 'em

Goin' Zero Dark Thirty, Bin Ladin on 'em

From the south side, Clayton County, homie

Hold the ball like your boy got ransom on it

You in the friend zone, romancin', homie

I’m in the end zone, and I’m dancin', homie

Flocka Flame, I’m back again

You asked me once, don’t ask again

Hit the sack and I’m stackin' and stackin' ends

Linebacker like flash, won’t pass again

Cam Newton, that’s the young gun

Peyton Manning, that’s the O. G

Ain’t a man alive I’ll run from

Better pay up if you owe me

You know me, I’m goin' off now

You know you fools done lost now

I was Gucci’s goon, I’m a boss now

All you gettin' lost in the sauce now

I ain’t mad at y’all, I feel bad for y’all

Watch out for the snakes, they’re trappin' y’all

Ain’t a safety that save me or tackle y’all

Champagne for the pain, I’ma laugh it off

KERI HILSON

feat.

WAKA FLOCKA & K CAMP

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Lyrics…

They tried to put me in my grave

By throwin' dirt up on my name, okay

Sometimes your woes turn into foes

You know how the sayin' goes

Gotta keep the grass low, no snakes

You know I dab on my haters, dab

Dab on my haters, dab

And I feel bad for my haters, bad

Cause I dab on my haters, dab

SQUAAAD!

Dabbin' on 'em, I’m about to go All-Madden on 'em

They gon' need more paddin' on 'em

Goin' Zero Dark Thirty, Bin Ladin on 'em

From the south side, Clayton County, homie

Hold the ball like your boy got ransom on it

You in the friend zone, romancin', homie

I’m in the end zone, and I’m dancin', homie

Flocka Flame, I’m back again

You asked me once, don’t ask again

Hit the sack and I’m stackin' and stackin' ends

Linebacker like flash, won’t pass again

Cam Newton, that’s the young gun

Peyton Manning, that’s the O. G

Ain’t a man alive I’ll run from

Better pay up if you owe me

You know me, I’m goin' off now

You know you fools done lost now

I was Gucci’s goon, I’m a boss now

All you gettin' lost in the sauce now

I ain’t mad at y’all, I feel bad for y’all

Watch out for the snakes, they’re trappin' y’all

Ain’t a safety that save me or tackle y’all

Champagne for the pain, I’ma laugh it off

They tried to put me in my grave

By throwin' dirt up on my name, okay

Sometimes your woes turn into foes

You know how the sayin' goes

Gotta keep the grass low, no snakes

You know I dab on my haters, dab

Dab on my haters, dab

And I feel bad for my haters, bad

Cause I dab on my haters, dab

Dab on 'em, get that cash on 'em

I said, «Dab on 'em,» throw the flag on 'em

Look, understand I’m the boy

Catchin' plays like McCoy

Catchin' plays like Emmitt

I’ma get mine and handle my business

Ready or not, say the word, here I come

I make the call, I’m on field like a coach

Dab… I’m doin' the most

Dab… I am the GOAT

Dab… I am the pope

Shawty know this her theme song

And I guarantee we bring rings home

Let’s give 'em all a reason to be envious

Never took a loss, we only win, that’s why they envy us

Can’t you hear that engine burn?

We call that motivation

Heavy in the game, get your weight up

Watch me dab on a hater

They tried to put me in my grave

By throwin' dirt up on my name, okay

Sometimes your woes turn into foes

You know how the sayin' goes

Gotta keep the grass low, no snakes

You know I dab on my haters, dab

Dab on my haters, dab

And I feel bad for my haters, bad

Cause I dab on my haters, dab

They tried to put me in my grave

By throwin' dirt up on my name, okay

Sometimes your woes turn into foes

You know how the sayin' goes

Gotta keep the grass low, no snakes

You know I dab on my haters, dab

Dab on my haters, dab

And I feel bad for my haters, bad

Cause I dab on my haters, dab

You know I dab on my haters, dab

Dab on my haters, dab

And I feel bad for my haters, bad

Cause I dab on my haters, dab

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