Bow Wow - Why They Hate lyrics

[Chorus:] Wake up in the Morning And I count the paper Tell the m other n***as Better get there weigh up I'm in the club balling I ain't talking lay-ups b**hes asking why we do it so major That's why they hate [x5] Man f** them haters That's why they hate [x5] Hold up I don't need no introduction Ya'll already know my name yo All I know is trill n***as I don't f** with lame hoes Smoking on the pine tree Me and my little dime peice B-balling in the club I wish a n***a check my I.D Say with my dogs And I ain't talking scooby Hoes choosing And they wanna do me Pop the fly out yup let them out [?] Beetter get your a** carried out Like red bones, I like dark skin I like girls who like girls to When my system lock And shad the block Two 28s in my old school Tatted up, white t Pockets full of cash I am so hot I think I just found snoops stash 6 g on a run way Magic city on a monday From O-hi to 305 Bow wezzy and gunplay Wake up in the Morning And I count the paper Tell the m other n***as Better get there weigh up I'm in the club balling I ain't talking lay-ups b**hes asking why we do it so major That's why they hate [x5] Man f** them haters That's why they hate [x5] [Gunplay:] Black magic chrome things Fresh spray I'm out of here No miles new leather Stunting for my audience Putting on big time But that ain't really sh** tho You can throw it in the club But but that ain't really rich though Ain't that bout a b**h though Can't buy swag like this though A white girl on white girl That's what I call a disco I'm all about that big dough Her mouth all about that get low I gave that ho a double douse She throwing back trying to get mo Quit asking who my j**ler and If I know slick rick the ruler I'm gunplay don logan f** it call me don shooter I'll snap her like a barracuda I'll beat it up I tattooed it I pick her up I knock it down Then keep that cadillac moving [Chorus:] Wake up in the Morning And I count the paper Tell the m other n***as Better get there weigh up I'm in the club balling I ain't talking lay-ups b**hes asking why we do it so major That's why they hate [x5] Man f** them haters That's why they hate [x5] [Bow Wow:] Maybach music cash money All we get is fast money Stunt big, ride tall, sh**ting on all of ya'll Shout out to my team, always on my grind Spent 200 on my rolly Back up b**h, cause u don't know me Blowing on that purp, but we smoking on that hydro Don't f** with no [?] Cause that don't get my eyes close Shout out to the crib, columbus in this b**h While you blogging leaving comments, I'm steady getting rich [Chorus:] Wake up in the Morning And I count the paper Tell the m other n***as Better get there weigh up I'm in the club balling I ain't talking lay-ups b**hes asking why we do it so major That's why they hate [x5] Man f** them haters That's why they hate [x5]