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[Hook] Anybody seen a waitress? Tell her bring more liquor All my dawgs in the building, and we smokin’ on that killer Anybody know a hater? Middle finger to the ceiling Feelin’ like John Gotti – can’t nobody fuck with us (turn up) We them niggas… we them niggas, we them niggas… All the bad bitches know it (all the bad bitches know it) We them niggas, we them niggas… Middle finger to the ceiling… We them niggas, we them niggas… We don’t really give a fuck… ‘Cause we them niggas, we them niggas [Verse 1] I’m screamin’ “fuck them other niggas ’cause I’m down for my niggas” Middle finger to the ceiling, everybody keep calm ‘Cause you’ve got some real niggas in the building And you don’t really look familiar – that’s your girl? My bad, in my ear she’s been begging me to hit her Oh lord! Oh lord! Have her really catching feelings all night from the club to the villa Know you’re chilling with the realest, I ain’t even gotta say it Blowin’ money, I don’t really mean to litter We them niggas, we them niggas from the bottom to the top Y’all mad? LOL – go figure Balmain on the feet, twenty bottles of the peach Letras de cancionesOn the way, light ‘em up, light ‘em up I don’t really give a what, I don’t really give a what Mess around, I’mma buy the whole club I’m just really showin’ love That gon’ probably get ‘em mad, so sad All haters need a hug Take a hit of these drugs, gettin’ high with my dawgs ‘Til the ma’fuckin’ sun come up Let it pass, puff puff [Hook] [Verse 2] I let them haters keep talkin’ while the money pile up I pull up in a two-seater, you see him with a badass bitch Lil’ nigga, that’s a must Good Lord! Good Lord! Man, her ass so retarded it belong on a short yellow bus And she rollin’ with them niggas, but she knew that already Yeah, we heavy in this bitch like “what?” Now where you from, where you from? Don’t nobody else matter but your day one niggas from the jump Yeah we started from the bottom with a dream and a dollar Keep it real, shorty, I know you wanna fuck Amen! Amen! Swear this watch that I’m wearin’ on my wrist Man, this shit is pretty rare Everything I do big, all I do is set trends You can try it, don’t nobody really care Don’t nobody really care I can show you my committee, in my city Boy, I’m treated like the mayor Way the bezel gold is shining on a 100 grand Rollie Boy, it really ain’t a choice but to stare I’m just keepin’ shit player… [Hook] [Outro] Let me hear you say “fuck the niggas” ‘Cause we them niggas, we them niggas Let me hear you say “fuck the niggas” ‘Cause we them niggas, we them niggas Let me hear you say “fuck the niggas” ‘Cause we them niggas, we them niggas Everybody know they can’t fuck with us ‘Cause we them niggas, we them niggas, what? ‘Cause we them niggas, we them niggas, what? ‘Cause we them niggas, we them niggas, what? From Letras Mania