[chorus:]
I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off,
[Verse 1:]
I'm the type a guy hit the studio smokin dro,and your the type a guy in the O wit nan to smoke, now i'm the type a guy hit the club and I make it rain, and your the type a guy like Cat buy me a chain, i'm the type a hit park and drop my top, and your the type a guy baby mamma at da bus stop, now i'm the type a guy swing on you when i see you, you got on dem dickies i got on dem evisu's, i;m the type a guy keep money cuz i be HUSTLIN, your the type a guy i use to pay to tow my luggage, and your the type a guy hit the mall but window shoppin, Gucci can i be yo hype man HELL naw you Garbage,
[chorus:]
I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off,
[verse 2:]
Your the type a Bitch old as hell still tryna rap, and i'm the type a nigga young as hell an i run the trap, now your the type a freak say lick your Georgia PEACH, you married to a lame and dat lame don't wont no BEEF, now he the type a nigga that a old lame ass Bitch a want, aint never drank no beer aint Never rolled no Blunt now she dha type girl aint got no ass on ha back no curt aint got no money i heard she fxckin Cat now japes dha kinda guy go both ways think i dont know i heard he fxckin kirk n dha axs on dha d-low now japes dha kinda guy tell you you gone make millions but he's uh petifile on dha low he fxckin children
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[verse:]
You're the type of guy put soldier rag on yo stuff you letta nxgga black yo eye nxgga at yo prom you're dha type of rap about it but you dont live it im dha type of guy catchin charges bout tuh go tuh prison now you're tha type of guy that'll go find yo old jerseys say you got some money but yo ones are so dirty you're the type of guy i look at like mah lil sister uh nxgga blacked yo eye n you you had uh pistol you're tha type of guy always screamin im pimpin you say you from bankhead but really yo axs from griffin now you're the type of guy aint neva gone be shxt if i gave you 3 dollars you know you'll suck Cat dxck
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I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off,
[Verse 1:]
I'm the type a guy hit the studio smokin dro,and your the type a guy in the O wit nan to smoke, now i'm the type a guy hit the club and I make it rain, and your the type a guy like Cat buy me a chain, i'm the type a hit park and drop my top, and your the type a guy baby mamma at da bus stop, now i'm the type a guy swing on you when i see you, you got on dem dickies i got on dem evisu's, i;m the type a guy keep money cuz i be HUSTLIN, your the type a guy i use to pay to tow my luggage, and your the type a guy hit the mall but window shoppin, Gucci can i be yo hype man HELL naw you Garbage,
[chorus:]
I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off,
[verse 2:]
Your the type a Bitch old as hell still tryna rap, and i'm the type a nigga young as hell an i run the trap, now your the type a freak say lick your Georgia PEACH, you married to a lame and dat lame don't wont no BEEF, now he the type a nigga that a old lame ass Bitch a want, aint never drank no beer aint Never rolled no Blunt now she dha type girl aint got no ass on ha back no curt aint got no money i heard she fxckin Cat now japes dha kinda guy go both ways think i dont know i heard he fxckin kirk n dha axs on dha d-low now japes dha kinda guy tell you you gone make millions but he's uh petifile on dha low he fxckin children
[chorus:]
[verse:]
You're the type of guy put soldier rag on yo stuff you letta nxgga black yo eye nxgga at yo prom you're dha type of rap about it but you dont live it im dha type of guy catchin charges bout tuh go tuh prison now you're tha type of guy that'll go find yo old jerseys say you got some money but yo ones are so dirty you're the type of guy i look at like mah lil sister uh nxgga blacked yo eye n you you had uh pistol you're tha type of guy always screamin im pimpin you say you from bankhead but really yo axs from griffin now you're the type of guy aint neva gone be shxt if i gave you 3 dollars you know you'll suck Cat dxck
[chorus:]
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