Myk G. TV - Keep A Hater Mad lyrics

I see These Hataz They Pissing Me Off They Driving me berserk They see that I make that bread and they want to talk sh** But they just made I know they mad But it's driving me wild They pissing me off They Make Me hit something You know? [Verse 1: Myk G. TV] I say Haters gettin' mad cause I make a bunch of money b**hes all up in my sh** and its getting kind of funny Even though when I run up they always run away from me Its sad that these n***as even know that I am coming (Ching) I'm getting money and these n***as wanna hit me though Haters hating why you wanna hit me ho You wanna thump b**h come over and get bold And I'm so tired your stupid sh** is getting old Haters getting mad Cause I make a stack of bread Everyday While these lyrics is running through my head Make that bread Stacking paper Clapping Laughing at you Haters Swag sweet cookie wafer Girl shake that salt shaker Stacking lots of paper dollars Girl come pop my polo collar Hating b**hes not a bother O-le-du-et Wocka Flocka Cars Clothes Cash Hoes Man can you get one of those Aw, you can't, damn you sad Now I see why you mad (Aww) [Verse 2: Legritz] I'm in a Saline Paint color Beijing Top down motherf**er Its the A-team You can look in they eyes and see the hating A n***a so fly yeah I'm feeling like an alien Keep a hater mad With a couple grand Motherf**er hit the mall and blow a couple grand Legritz The hottest n***a in this sh** Red bone brown b**h Yeah I like em thick They I go when I pull up in a drop top To make it even worse I pull up in a hard top You can call my n***a "School of the Hard Knocks" Keep a couple bad b**hes just to make your heart stop Look listen I keep the trunk kicking I'm the head coach of this b**h Lane Kicking Vert bank senseless Two tone dunk and a bad b**h in it Yeah a bad b**h in it ha! [Verse 3: Yung Blak] n***a I'm the sh** and you don't want to get me pissed off Treat you like an out of town bathroom get pissed on I be making dough like I'm working in the bakery I be getting high in the kitchen b**h baking meat Why you getting mad cause my money on WARLORD 2 damn extensions on my check like "OH LOORD" Dual checks or extended zeros "What you asking for?" Shooting like a Taliban but n***a I'm Opfor Fu-Fu-f** everything I'm blowing this money like Dan Marine See my big pockets than she dive like a submarine I'm so freakin cold check my [?] Check my Flintstones and they purple call it Dino b**h I drop Napalm n***a check my k**streak So you know it's getting roasted if you got beef Haters getting mad cause I make a lot of money Now I see why you hating cause thats a lot of money It is, ha, I know [Verse 4: Snapback Kid] Hey baby let me holler at you Swing that booty my way My name is money Mark so you ain't gotta ask if I'm paid I live up in a suite so you ain't gotta ask where I stay Haters getting mad so my money stretch to out of state I'm sh**ting on you n***as Oops I mean I guess I fornicate "Polo-f**in-lauren" Thats what all my f**ing jamas say I love it when you haters blog about me like Obama say My money stacking tall like the trade on the eleventh day You n***as getting mad cause I make alot of money And you b**hes getting mad cause I make alot of money And you hoes getting mad cause I make alot of money But you ain't stopping money So I'm stacking all this money Money money, boy ya love me Guess I'm married to this money White faces on my cash Call it my snow bunny Snapback up on my head Calling me the snap shawty Getting hoes super wet Cause my season boy is coming lets go!