How To Hate (feat. T-Pain)

Fyre

Oh, she owes me everything and she knows it

I've seen all the scenes in this movie, and she blows it at the end

She keeps talking to me, 'cause she knows that I'm a friend

But I can't keep hearing it over and over again

I was the one that you came to

When you broke up with your boyfriend, man, fuck him

Girl, I was the one, that told you fuck them other niggas

And you still went and fucked them other niggas

Ooh, most people learn from the bad things

I hope that you learn and don't crash and burn in the fast lane

But if you read this letter then you caught me

This should explain all the ways that you taught me

How to hate a bitch that owe you everything

At least a wedding ring, moving on to better things

So don't you call me talking 'bout them other fools

I'm not good enough for you, I thought that we was cool

(Oh-oh, ah, oh-oh, ah)

(Oh-oh, ah, oh-oh, ah)

If you need a shoulder to cry on, girl I won't listen

I'm through fucking with these bitch ass bitches

And I don't love them hoes

But don't fuck up with Wayne 'cause when it "Waynes" it pours

No really, I'm on my "fuck that bitch" shit

You used to be the shit, but now you ain't shit, bitch

I had a red bone, but she be tripping though

All that bullshit is for the birds, she was pigeon toed

She used to always say, fuck my niggas

And when I went to jail, she fucked my niggas

Well, I guess I'm single for the night

And you can sit right on my middle finger for the night

And if I sound mad, then you caught me

But this shit explains that you're the one that taught me

How to hate a bitch that owe you everything

At least a wedding ring, moving on to better things

So don't you call me talking 'bout them other fools

I'm not good enough for you, I thought that we was cool

(Oh-oh, ah, oh-oh, ah)

(Oh-oh, ah, oh-oh, ah)

If you need a shoulder to cry on, girl I won't listen

I'm through fucking with these bitch ass bitches

Coconut CÎROC

Forgive and forget, bitch I already forgot

I'm over the bitch, and she over the top

They say love is the key, somebody changed the lock

Well, and I wish I never met ya

And I heard you're doing you, and you heard I'm doing better

And all I had to do was put two and two together

But that just makes four, but not forever, damn

So much for being the perfect couple

I put in overtime, I was working doubles

I wish you the best, good luck boo

Weezy F, for "fuck you"

No, ain't nothing going on

Girl, I'm moving on, just take your ass home

Get away from here, girl, I'm so glad you're gone

This is the last song I'm writing for you

Now I see how you can be

I don't want you 'round you me all you do is down me girl

How many years I tried to get ya

Don't even text my phone when it hit ya, 'cause girl done taught me

How to hate a bitch that owe you everything

At least a wedding ring, moving on to better things

So don't you call me talking bout them other fools

I'm not good enough for you, I thought that we was cool

(Oh-oh, ah, oh-oh, ah)

(Oh-oh, ah, oh-oh, ah)

If you need a shoulder to cry on, girl I won't listen

I'm through fucking with these bitch ass bitches (oh-oh)

Oh-oh

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