My Hatin’ Joint - Schoolboy Q

My Hatin' Joint - Schoolboy Q
Ni**a just be wantin all the hoes sometimes
Ni**a want every last one of these b**ches
Ni**a do anything for a b**ch
I had to tell the b**ch heh y'knahmean
Q Look at you (look at you)
Now look at me (me)
Now look at him (look at him)
Now back at me (me)
I'm sayin doe sayin doe
I ain't tryin to be your ni**a
What you playin fo'
Okay okay okay okay
Came up from the bottom yeah
That Hoover Figg
Real life fifty niggaz
So I like 'em thick
And by lookin at your curves
You what I deserve
We can head up to the
Crib old girl just say the word
Got some purp got some Henny
Got my penis too
Have you ignorin his calls
When you f**k with Q
Drop your panties to the flo'
Down below your feet
Spread them pretty legs and sh*t let me see
Hey You should f**k with me huh
Yeah yeah
Man that ni**a
That ni**a he can't protect ya
Remember when he had left ya
You took him back from that heffer
And then he did it again
And tried to f**k on your friend
And got caught up once with your kin
I'm sayin doe sayin doe
Sayin doe that ni**a like
Sh*t thirsty for the b**ches
Saggin my pants and sh*t
Paid this much for the belt
I better crack a b**ch
Word around that ni**a Q in town
I heard it's for a show
But let me call my hoe
They be like "B**ch you bet'
Not be out with them niggaz "
Soon as she hang up with 'em
She like "There he go"
Got me swag from head to toe
Ten times I ain't gotta hate
She know that my paper grown
Polo shirts and Polo drawers
Polo socks they matchin too
Ooh with the finest
W**d I show you what these O G 's do
Super duper triple O
Can't see me with a telescope
I just wanna dick her down
Tell me what's the verdict though
I just swag so f**kin hard
She bringing up her ni**a
(F**k yo ni**a) I beats the p**sy up
Girl you my main contender
(f**k yo' ni**a huh ) Yeah
See you keep bringin up him
And then he be hanging with them
And then they be hangin with her
When he really should be wit'chu
What I do see he can't do
This is true
You should tell that ni**a you through
I'm sayin doe
Sayin doe
Sayin doe like ni**a like
Sh*t I don't know; sh*t I had to ni**a
The b**ch was bad ni**a sh*t
I had to get that one
Fresh up out the studio
Like can I live (Can I live )
Looking for a hoe so
I can break her ribs (break her ribs)
I'm sayin doe sayin doe
I got a couple hundreds
What it's hittin fo'
A rack of condoms and some fire girl lit
Girl lit
Now dim the lights and let me
See you do your sh*t
Do your sh*t
Face down a** up f**k me good
F**k me good
Cause cain't no ni**a out here
F**k you like I could
Like I could
Grip you by your hair and waist
Pillow to face
Satisfaction at it's highest point
I set the stakes
I set the stakes
Plus your ni**a over there with Tammy n'em
Tammy n'em
Giving that b**ch all your time
Why you deal with him
You oughta win (win win) yeah
See that ni**a there is a loser
Besides my dick is a ruler I bring it to ya
And plus he be with them b**ches
And treatin you like them b**ches
You his main or his mistress I don't get it
How you livin I'm sayin doe
Sayin doe sayin doe like
I don't give a f**k bruh
Like I said the b**ch was bad bruh I hit it
Too bad cuz I had to hit it
A ni**a was cheatin on her anyway
Definitely cheatin on her
My hatin joint my hatin joint
My hatin joint my hatin joint
Too much gangsta in my lungs
For me to hit a joint
My hatin joint my hatin joint
My hatin joint my hatin joint
My hatin joint
Too much gangsta in my lungs
For me to hit a joint
My hatin joint my hatin joint
My hatin joint my hatin joint
Too much gangsta in my
Lungs for me to hit a joint
My hatin joint my hatin joint
My hatin joint my hatin joint
My hatin joint
Too much gangsta in my lungs
For me to hit a joint