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[T-Mac: talking] Shit, brah Bucks, these niggas' can't stand to see a nigga' like me They hatin' and shit brah, I'm sayin' why is they hatin'? Cause I'm fuckin' they broads, I'm drivin' my cars My house keys gold, What the fuck they hatin' for? My record company worth six figures about to be seven figures Man they can't stand this shit, I'mma keep on fuckin' they broads nigga' Dem' haters can't stand to see a nigga' like me They see dem' gator boots and (ver)sace' suits they know who it be Put your hands up nigga' throw dem' Rollie in the air Put your hands up nigga' throw dem' Rollie in the air Man dem' haters can't stand to see a nigga' like me They see dem' gator boots and (ver)sace' suits they know who it be Put your hands up nigga' throw dem' Rollie in the air Put your hands up nigga' throw dem' Rollie in the air [T-Mac] Y'all know me gator boot down from Chucktown I represent the south, I'm the coldest nigga' in this town Hoe's this way, hoes that way shit Cars and broads nigga' that's the only way I play Bezels nigga' with the 20 karat begets I'm mobbin' round' town with my fuckin' wet sex Ice on shine nigga' keep your eye's blind Letras de cancionesAsk anybody I be like this at all time [MegaBucks] You better reach for your heater Put up your dick-beaters Mega-Man wettin' niggas' like a Pepsi 3-liter Geech(ie) boys got dem' niggas' in the club gettin' wild Niggas' drinkin' Dom P. like its going out of style Hoes steady clockin', cause' a nigga' on shine Playa-hatas congregatin' tryin' to take whats mine I stay strap with dem' thangs, in case a nigga' wanna trip I got 44 ways to put a stop to that shit Dem' haters can't stand to see a nigga' like me They see dem' gator boots and (ver)sace' suits they know who it be Put your hands up nigga' throw dem' Rollie in the air Put your hands up nigga' throw dem' Rollie in the air Man dem' haters can't stand to see a nigga' like me They see dem' gator boots and (ver)sace' suits they know who it be Put your hands up nigga' throw dem' Rollie in the air Put your hands up nigga' throw dem' Rollie in the air [T-Mac] 60 g's on my Lexus truck 470 Candy paint, twenty inch, a nigga' rollin' heavy Woodgrain, TV's,[?????????????] Sunday at the Battery I'm comin' through Megabucks layin' in the that Rover Got pulled over I think you betta' let em' go brah [MegaBucks] Even dem' cops know me and T dem' Carolina dogs Gotta clique of major niggas' 263 be the bomb If you ain't holdin' 50 g's why you talkin' bout' cheese I open the door to my home with gold and platinum house keys When it's cold outside I put the Misses on the street If it ain't a hundred percent it ain't touchin' my feet I love my sex wet stack chips like duplex Ice keep my wrist cold Bought a sweater for my Lex Bitches I ain't hatin', ain't no breakin' my bond If I make a million my whole clique gon' make a million If you can get with that, you betta stack up your chips If you can't shut the fuck up and let us ballas do this [T-Mac talking] Shit nigga' that's how we ride in the Charlyo... Dem' haters can't stand to see a nigga' like me They see dem' gator boots and (ver)sace' suits they know who it be Put your hands up nigga' throw dem' Rollie in the air Put your hands up nigga' throw dem' Rollie in the air Man dem' haters can't stand to see a nigga' like me They see dem' gator boots and (ver)sace' suits they know who it be Put your hands up nigga' throw dem' Rollie in the air Put your hands up nigga' throw dem' Rollie in the air From Letras Mania