Azizi Gibson – Hate To Say It Lyrics

Azizi Gibson Hate To Say It Lyrics (feat. Freddie Gibbs)

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Then, bitch, go down a bit
If you down for it, then, bitch, go down a bit (Bitch, go down a bit)
If you down for it, then, bitch, go down a bit
PH, motherfucker, uh (Uh, uh)
If you down for it, then, bitch, go down a bit (Bitch, go down a bit)
Tryna take these trips, well, bitch, better love my dick (Bitch, better love my)
If you down for me, then keep your mind on me (Keep your mind on me)
There’s a ton of you, but only one of me (There’s only one of me)

I hate to say it, I hate to say it, you ain’t really worth my shit
I hate to say it, I hate to say it, you ain’t even twerk my shit
I hate to say it, I hate to say it, you ain’t even worth my spit
I hate to say it, I hate to say it, I went ahead and fucked your friend (Your friend)

Brenda, Latisha, Linda, Felisha
Dawn, Leshawn, Inez, Alisha
Lisa, Monica, Sharon, Nicki
Lisa, Veronica, Karen and Nicki

Why you tryna spend all my time again?
Well, fuck that shit, better ride it
Until the sun comes up and we zombies
Until your man come back from the army
N****, you been heard right, bitch naughty (Nice)
Been had a thing for a misfit, yeah
Mighta been the one, but I missed that, yeah
I shouldn’t’ve been playin’, no tricks, ah, yeah
I’ll take a loan out for a homeless person before I give my bitch one
I don’t even know why I stayed, son
I must be real damn bored, huh?
And any time I ever say I gotta go away
She always tryna play dumb
She’ll be like, say some’
I be like, “Bitch, I ain’t say nothin'”

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh (When I’m fuckin’ busy, that’s what you need to do)
I be like, “Bitch, I ain’t say nothin'”, “Bitch, I ain’t say nothin'” (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh (Damn, ayy)

Now there’s Brenda, Latisha, Linda, Felisha
Dawn, Leshawn, Inez, Alisha
Lisa, Monica, Sharon, Nicki
Lisa, Veronica, Karen and Nicki

Shouts goes out to my day-one
Pull up to the club, let her shake somethin’
Kitchen full of dope, let me make somethin’
House note, car note, I could pay some
Yeah, n****, got a new Mercedes, on my eighth one
Put my bitch up in a condo on a lakefront
RIP the last n**** tried to take somethin’
You gon’ fuck around, die for the same stunt, yeah, n****
Bitch wanna knock the boots, turn the phone off
Hoes that you came with hatin’, call the dogs off
Hoes clockin’ me on the ‘Gram, hit the logoff
Too legit, I’m tryna be too rich to fall off
I just dog-walked some hoes at the Waldorf
N***** got the EDD, fucked ’em all off
I be with Colombian plugs, cut your balls off
All my n***** lit and too rich to fall off
Real n****, no perpin’
Hard tax on the work then I can’t work
Apologize if I’m slow sendin’ back verses
I don’t even really rap, I be dope servin’
Ten hoes in the crib, that’s a whole circus
They gon’ suck a n**** off while I’m still burstin’
I don’t even really rap, I be dope servin’
Hundred carats in the watch make a ho nervous
Make a ho nervous, yeah

Big Bunny Rabbit, mane (Haha)

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