DAT KAKASHI - Haters are motivaters lyrics

Hippety hippety now Flipity flipity cow Gonna rap so fast you can't see me flash By ya lika speeding bullet, my dick ima pull it In the hood we call that flash by, gotta get my flashlight From my phone cuz we about to bone all over this microphone, you bout to go home, to get blown I already know this but yo ho is going with me Cuz im a real g, I'll tell you who i'm reppin b**h Us navy b**h us us navy b**h Airman Stone bout to go get really stoned Ok man go get yo dope, gonna go a little slower now PSYCHE! I'ma gonna rippity, flippity the scriptie I see dicrepencie, what the f** is that Oh my god this guy brought his own gat This mother f**er had 10 gallon hat Just in case his tires went flat Had so much air in his head he could make his psi go over 9000, Everyone wants a nice house and If I go to a club you know they bouncin' But now it's like i'm thier boss and they're allowin' Me backstage groupies all around me Over tables i would be pounding these s*uts Have p**y feelin good like a full album You just keep doing you and you'll be suprised what can come Through to you, just don't let them get nude with you Whoa hold on girl, you said you just wanted to be friends When ya get friend zoned, you don't get boned, You get stoned Then you write another song how you feel wronged Take it back to the days of nostalgia, when ya mom never allowed ya DO or DIE, Live or Try, Black and White, Drink and fight Bust a rhyme, Break a light, Cause a fight, Left or right You need to Believe because tranquillity is a place to be Right or wrong? I just write a song. It helps with the stress on my chest My life is a mess but I know i'm blessed So let ur haters be your motivaters press on Know what kind of sh** i've been on. Back and forth across the railroad But now i'm lolin' all the way to the bank dwellin' in my travel trailer Chillin' with the Taylors, I got some different flavors, Makin trips to Baylor like i'm ur freakin Savior Let your Haters be your Motivators Wheelin' and dealin' since day one, Maybe I should take some hydrocodone Nope, none for me these are for one a lone Soul who's never been on, an acid trip like this can flip your sh** And make it appear differnent. Slow down what you hear Because what you fear is a nightmare with shears, coming into your head while your counting Sheep, Don't ever make that leap because you will end up in the back of my jeep With ropes and ductape waiting for a superhero with a cape I'll get on this track and crack the code, waiting for a line come Into your nose, to let those know that your not scared. I shouldn't be paired with chairs Cuz when I sit I spit this sh** they flip and tip your waiter on the way out Let your Haters be your Motivators