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I Hate U Video (MV)




Performed By: St. George
Length: 2:38
Written by: AIMEE ALLEN, DEUTSCH JOSHUA




St. George - I Hate U Lyrics




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I hate u
For all my listeners I rolled up a spliff of the sour
For trap music prisoners its past visiting hours
You see this "starz" on demand with unlimited "power" no Kane tho
Just straight dro in an eddie bauer
And its for sale, i swear that i cant manage to fail
Your girl your manager and she can't even manage her nails
Making no sense like Trump when he occasionally vents
On twitter, chitter chatter says they may replace him with Pence
I probably should be anti-social and just stay to myself
But keep an open door policy no gate or a fence
My profile is public, i think i know why they love it
No longer in my twenties but they still record it and dub it
Rhymes that I threw in the trash you hoard in your cupboard
Like Christopher Columbus, i feel theres more to discover
Yeah you beat her but she a cheater there's more to your lover
Swear you a gangsta but you is the corniest brotha
Your glock load like dial-up it take all morning to buffer

Hold up slim... St. George... Thats my middle name in real life haaaa

If the cap fit wear it but you lost your hat
Lost your spot crying like a kid who lost their cat
You probably think global warming won't defrost the caps
Wore my wave cap one week and lost the naps
Keep it real with me you ain't got to tell me no lie
My rhymes give you vision, probably could give fetty a eye
I'll face your whole city no "biggie" I'm ready to die
Nobody cutting onions but you be ready to cry
To hit the mark you got to take aim and steady your eye
You got to ball and win the game for confetti to fly
Whether I was seventeen or when I'm seventy-five
It gone bug you cause they always gone tell me I'm fly
Prostituting tryina sell me her American pie
Drove the chevy to the levy but the levy was dry
Tried to text me it ain't stress me I ain't send a reply
Cause I'm a smart motherf*cker an intelligent guy
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We're sorry your call cannot be completed as dialed
Please check the number and dial again
I hate u
For all my listeners I rolled up a spliff of the sour
For trap music prisoners its past visiting hours
You see this "starz" on demand with unlimited "power" no Kane tho
Just straight dro in an eddie bauer
And its for sale, i swear that i cant manage to fail
Your girl your manager and she can't even manage her nails
Making no sense like Trump when he occasionally vents
On twitter, chitter chatter says they may replace him with Pence
I probably should be anti-social and just stay to myself
But keep an open door policy no gate or a fence
My profile is public, i think i know why they love it
No longer in my twenties but they still record it and dub it
Rhymes that I threw in the trash you hoard in your cupboard
Like Christopher Columbus, i feel theres more to discover
Yeah you beat her but she a cheater there's more to your lover
Swear you a gangsta but you is the corniest brotha
Your glock load like dial-up it take all morning to buffer

Hold up slim... St. George... Thats my middle name in real life haaaa

If the cap fit wear it but you lost your hat
Lost your spot crying like a kid who lost their cat
You probably think global warming won't defrost the caps
Wore my wave cap one week and lost the naps
Keep it real with me you ain't got to tell me no lie
My rhymes give you vision, probably could give fetty a eye
I'll face your whole city no "biggie" I'm ready to die
Nobody cutting onions but you be ready to cry
To hit the mark you got to take aim and steady your eye
You got to ball and win the game for confetti to fly
Whether I was seventeen or when I'm seventy-five
It gone bug you cause they always gone tell me I'm fly
Prostituting tryina sell me her American pie
Drove the chevy to the levy but the levy was dry
Tried to text me it ain't stress me I ain't send a reply
Cause I'm a smart motherf*cker an intelligent guy
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Writer: AIMEE ALLEN, DEUTSCH JOSHUA
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, O/B/O DistroKid, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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