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DJ DRAMA lyrics : "Imma Hater Ft. Waka Flocka, Tyler The Creator & D Bo"

Yea I'mma hater, $#&@ yo wrists
Yea I'mma hater, $#&@ yo life
Yea I'mma hater, ^!$$% $#&@ yo money

$#&@ your car, ^!$$% $#&@ yo clique
Yea I'mma hater, $#&@ yo wrists
Yea I'mma hater, ^!$$% $#&@ yo car

Yea I'mma hater, ^!$$% $#&@ yo money
^!$$% $#&@ yo life, $#&@ yo clique


That ^!$$% muggin' like he on to something
Like he wanna touch me like my brother's son
Squad!

They say I'm reppin' like I'm 'bout that
I tell 'em come and try ^!$$% if they all back
Devil daisy hats, chaimy chi, park that

Duggin' like the '96 park back
Ain't no 1 on 1's, to feel once we just jump back
Heartbeat, $$# down, Shorty we kill all racks

Brah!
All these ^!$$%s $$# cheap
If you aks me, these ^!$$%s lab me

What we do?
Feed 'em to the ones then
Catch me by myself ^!$$% better still dead


Yea I'mma hater, $#&@ yo wrists
Yea I'mma hater, $#&@ yo life

Yea I'mma hater, ^!$$% $#&@ yo money
$#&@ your car, ^!$$% $#&@ yo clique
Yea I'mma hater, $#&@ yo wrists

Yea I'mma hater, ^!$$% $#&@ yo car
Yea I'mma hater, ^!$$% $#&@ yo money
^!$$% $#&@ yo life, $#&@ yo clique


Umm, hey fellow how ya doin'?
Well I'm doin' bad and I hope your day's ruined

When you're on stage I'm the one that's boo'in
Cuz I hate your guts, hi hi


I be in the #~!!@ slurpin'
Why you and life so !@#$ perfect?
Cuz my life sucks and it serves no purpose

I'm gonna $#&@ her just to make %#@! worth it
Yea, bag it. Why the $#&@ do you have it?
Why the $#&@ don't I got it and

Is any way I could stop it?
It's perfect, $#&@ your moms, dads, homies I bet you sleep with
$#&@ yo food, the protein

And in the $#&@ you eatin' with?
Now have your wife beat dick
Get pregnant and then make you think that it's yours

Now that's the real definition of sneak diss
I'm Silky Johnson's left hand
Coming like the next trend

It sucks cuz I'm your best friend
^!$$%


Yea I'mma hater, $#&@ yo wrists
Yea I'mma hater, $#&@ yo life
Yea I'mma hater, ^!$$% $#&@ yo money

$#&@ your car, ^!$$% $#&@ yo clique
Yea I'mma hater, $#&@ yo wrists
Yea I'mma hater, ^!$$% $#&@ yo car

Yea I'mma hater, ^!$$% $#&@ yo money
^!$$% $#&@ yo life, $#&@ yo clique


Time is money, you can die today automat
^!$$%s dribble like they forgot how much your body cost
I'm in the hood, nobody gone

All these chains lookin' like it's $#&@in' Mardi Gras
My top down, seat way back
Don't respect the squad ? get your face cracked

DT young is kinda bad, that's why you stay tat
Cal the cleanup crew, no A chance
Wait hold on I'm still white, who gon say something?

All that fessils like my youngins won't fake something
DTBSU, we gon shake somethin'
Potato on my belt, watch me break something

Yea I'mma hater, $#&@ yo wrists

Yea I'mma hater, $#&@ yo life
Yea I'mma hater, ^!$$% $#&@ yo money
$#&@ your car, ^!$$% $#&@ yo clique
Yea I'mma hater, $#&@ yo wrists
Yea I'mma hater, ^!$$% $#&@ yo car

Yea I'mma hater, ^!$$% $#&@ yo money
^!$$% $#&@ yo life, $#&@ yo clique

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