doin) Aiyyo, as we rock harder And always drop the bonified head nodders Aiyyo, later for the hater-players Yo-yo, yo-yo, later for these hater-players
Tulkojums: Black Star. Hater Spēlētāji.
Harley rock the party move ya body wassup, wassup everybody start it up (vroom, vroom) start it up (vroom, vroom) start it up (vroom, vroom) start it up (vroom, vroom) start
Hustle to the ceiling [Verse 2 - Drake] Look You're now fucking with the most requested The young nigga that everybody is so obsessed with That black on black
see I'm just a black man livin out a black mans dream I went from Popeye's to eatin Flintstone wings Pourin out alcohol, rollin up green Playin X-Box
I got my hands on my nutz and a bottle up in the air I'm with a hundred black suits So dem hoes can't help but stare You see my face on the billboard
table (come join the table) And don't you worry (don't you worry) Just keep movin boo (keep movin boo) 'Cause you're the star (you're the star) Everybody
[Chorus] What happens when you get involved? N-ggas start telling lies (start telling lies) Both wanna be involved But loves like suicide Now that your
is Jada I got a hard drive, all I'm missing is data Please give my number to ya sister, I been missing to date her I hate to hate a hater, in fact I hate
Fresh up off the stove I'm hotter than a bitch Black diamond audemar is holding down my wrist I'm the shit you playing Nigger you know my name dawg And
gotta be playa, gotta be a star Ima let ya smoke my weed, sip on my barre we gone do it right, get a room later, aint no hater cant fade her, hit the
'm beautiful These flashy cars ain't new to y'all Playboy, don't hate me, don't hate me, don't hate me I got these niggas talkin' 'bout this black on black
you wit my lil widow Still Lil' Romeo, different is not little You own a dollar man than matter fact da Mac So hit dem lil haters now you gone like a black
(Erica Fox singing to the tune of "star-spangled banner") Oh, say to the crooked cops that searchin' Sees me and my homies(uuuggghhh) And there's No
