Yeah They Hating but They Broke Tho Lyrics is written and sung by Young M.A. The title of the song is OOOUUU.
Yeah They Hating but They Broke Tho Lyrics
Yo, bro
I think I had too much Hennessy, man
This Hennessy getting to me
I ain’t gonna lie, I’m a little smizz
I’m a little drizz
But we in the club, man, OOOUUU
Yeah, they hate but they broke, though (but they broke, though)
And when it’s time to pop they a no-show (where they at)
Yeah, I’m pretty but I’m loco (yeah, I’m loco)
The loud got me moving slow-mo
Ayo, Tweetie, where the hoes, bro? (where the hoes, bro)
Ayo, Keys, where the hoes tho? (yo, where the hoes tho)
That other n—a, he a bozo (he a bozo)
It’s M.A, you don’t know, hoe? (you don’t know, hoe)
We got liquor by the boatload (that Henny)
Disrespect the Lyfe that’s a no-no (that’s a no-no)
All my n—-s dressed in that rojo (Redlyfe)
I ride for my guys, that’s the bro code (that’s the bro code)
Baby gave me head, that’s a low blow (that’s a low blow)
Damn, she make me weak when she deep-throat (when she deep-throat)
I need a rich b—h, not a cheap hoe (not a cheap hoe)
They be on that hate shit, I peep though (yeah, I peep though)
My brother told me f–k ’em, get that money, sis (yo, f–k ’em)
You just keep on grinding on ya hungry shit
Ignore the hate, ignore the fake, ignore the funny shit (ignore the funny shit)
Cause if a n—a violate, we got a hundred clips (grrrrAAA!)
And we go zero to a hundred quick (OOOUUU)
We just them n—-s you ain’t f—–g with (oh, no)
Pockets on a chubby chick
And still go bag a thottie in some bummy shit (OOOUUU)
Yerr, Eli, why they testing me? (yo, why they, uh)
Like I don’t always keep the hammer next to me? (like I don’t keep that)
Like I ain’t got a hitter to the left of me? (like I ain’t got a hitter)
Like we ain’t in these streets more than Sesame?
A got it on lock, man, of course (man, of course)
They say I got the juice, I got the sauce (I got the sauce)
These haters on my body shake ’em off (I shake ’em off)
P^ssy, I’m a bully and a boss (man, I’m a boss)
I’m killing ’em, sorry for your loss (R.I.P.)
I just caught a body, Randy Moss
Now this year I’m really going off (I’m going off)
OOOUUU
OOOUUU
These haters on my body, shake ’em off
OOOUUU
OOOUUU
Ah, these haters on my body shake ’em off
OOOUUU
OOOUUU
These haters on my body shake ’em off
I can never lose, what you thought?
What they thought?
I can never lose, what you thought?
This henny got me, it got me sauced
This henny got me, ooh, it got me sauced
I can never lose, what you thought?
M.A got it on lock, man, of course
OOOUUU
OOOUUU