Please Gimme My Publishing - Hate lyrics

[Intro: Jay Z] Haters, haters; these n***as 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 'er, Jerry Don't try this at home: results may vary King like T.I., but in the Chi, Larry... [Verse 2: Jay Z] Hoover, Hova Both are American Gangsters You choose who's 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 in girdles weighing more than they supposed to Poser, no sir My hustle, so Russell I stretch 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 some nouns off At these MC's praying for my downfall They just haters, I wave at you I'm so player I'll never be done, I'm so rare [Verse 3: Kanye West] We k**ing the game, it's not fair You muthaf**ers stay right there Cause we too high up in the air We blasting off just like a laser n***a, pee-une, pee-une, pee-une Get back, gimme room room room DB9 like vroom, vroom, vroom Young Hov, what we doin, doin, doin? [Verse 4: Jay Z] We ballin', b**hes Eating ya'll food leaving dishes Why these n***as always talking Lear talk, 'Ye? Why I never see em at the Clearport, 'Ye? Why always hear they at the airport? While I fly daily like I'm in the Air Force? Therefore, please stop talking my ears off Millionaire talk You haters, you mad at me cause your paper Need to get its motherf**ing weight up Hold up Wait up, I ain't done Name one thing I ain't done It hurts when you say that I ain't the one You haters How do I gain your favor I need to know cause I care I need you to love me, I swear, look here! See 'Ye is running the Chi like Gale Sayers I'm running New York, I got the mayor on my pager You can't fade us, you haters I need you, stay there I breathe you like air Yeah-yuh, yeah-yeah-yeah yeah-yuh