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Текст (слова) песни: Tela - Bye Bye Haters

[Tela]
Let`s keep it quiet, I`m gon` shine, I`m in the body wide
I`m comin down the street, I`m in twenty inch tires
I`m leaned up, I`m screened up
I`m bout to clean up the South, ain`t shit happen to young Tela
I`ma sit right here, and I`ma get my shit clear
I`ma sit right here, and I`ma finish my beer
Now I`ma go on and make the block cause I`m just on hard
I`ma go ahead and stop mayne, fuck the laws
Now I`ma go ahead and bounce because them hoes do be trippin
I`ma head to the house and I`ma keep my shit pimpin
I`m the realest Down South, I`m on a cut-up mission
for some red, bowlegs, no braids, no extensions
I`ma get by this bitch and I`ma call this bitch
This Nextel drop calls, so I`ma hop on the Sprint
They say, "Who that nigga there? He lookin all in my shit
Lookin all through my tint like he wanna come and bitch boi"

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Bye bye haters, I gets papers
Y`all muh`fuckers can hate me later
Ha hoes, I gets O`s
I comes through the damn club so throwed

[Tela]
There go two things in life that I don`t wanna see
Me not believin in Christ; my kids die befo` me
And I promise you this - if the shit is sweet
or if the shit gets deep, from the valley to the beat
They say I went pop, and I lost my streets
The only thing that is pop, is me with this heat
And I pop wine bottles and pop fine models
and pop off sparks from the shells that`s hollow
I like nice parties, I got the new Bugotti
It`s gutted out white with the candy-apple body
Haters can`t see me, cause haters don`t like me
We two different players: I`m gator, you Nike
Accept that player, can`t help that player
I don`t care if you just sit there player
Nigga youse a lame you ain`t even in the game
Youse a bitch in the stands, stickin on a man

[Chorus]

[Tela]
Hey yo, understand me I`m at yo` door with yo` keys
Tearin up yo` shit on the flo` where she bleeds
I`m diggin through your couch cause I`m lookin for the cheese
Nigga this the South, there`s some shit off in the breeze
I tell a bitch quick, aiy you`re fuckin or leave
And I don`t give shit, but I gots to receive
I lays it flat like this, I got mouths to feed
I`m the captain of the team, so I`m to the extreme
Hmm, so hold it in if you`re feelin calicay
or feel the breeze from the wind from the holes in your Escalade
I sho` hate it, you`re outdated
Expirated, deleted, for fuckin with the greatest
I know you`re feelin calicocky and swoll (oh)
But don`t get yourself rowdy and cold (oh)
Oh young nigga gonna call me like
Gonna find his ass, split to fuck with the pipes
Keep playin aight?

[Chorus] - 4X

[Tela]
Uhh, so throwed
Uhh, so throwed
Bye bye hater.. y`know?

 

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