Happy hoes aint hating and hating hoes aint happy lyrics

[Verse 1:Ty Dolla $ign]
Boy she got some ass on her
Nice bag on her
Red bottoms on her heels
She smoke weed, pop pills
That's my little bitch, I got her nails done
24 inch weave hair long
She only fucking me 'cause I'm nigga rich
Plus I back call him a bitch
But I really like it, how she ride it
I told her put that thing on vibrate
She go irate, make it gyrate
She don't suck dick, type of bitch I hate
Oh, shit that I hate
That's the type of shit that I hate
Type of bitch make you take her on ten dates
Then she give you the pussy and the shit weak (damn)

[Hook 1: Ty Dolla $ign (Fabulous)]
Type of shit that I hate
Yeah, type of shit that I hate
Woah, that's the type of shit that I hate
(Now I ain't gon' hate her but)
Woah, type of shit that I hate
(Yeah, I hate when people say I ain't hate 'em)
(I feel you though Dollar Sign)

[Verse 2: Fabolous]
I hate a groupie ho with a passion
Saying 'that's the homie' but he smashin'
I hate to see a broke bitch flashin'
Chanel bag that she never keep cash in
Hate when bitches try to put you in the friend zone
Bitch I'm tryna score put me in the end zone
Hate to see a thick bitch on Instagram
And the bitch show up looking like a Teddy graham (unfollow)
Flat butt, fat gut, thirst bucket, that's what
Type of shit that I hate, I let a thirsty ho dehydrate
Backward ass bitch, do a good nigga bad
'Sposed to keep you happy, they just make a nigga mad
Nosy ass hoes, I hate 'em
Always finding shit but can't find a man to date them, huh

[Hook 2: Ty Dolla $ign]
Type of shit that I hate
Yeah, type of shit that I hate
Woah, that's the type of shit that I hate
Woah, that's the type of bitch that I hate
Yeah, yeah

IT'S YG 4 HUNDRED !

[Verse 3: YG]
I hate a bitch that love a bitch that say she love a nigga too
Confuse ass bitch What you gon'do?
Is you gay bitch? Is you straight bitch?
Do this pussy smell good only cause it's [?]bitch?
Shit, that some shit I don't like
Fuck them and leave them now she tryna get you a low dick right bitch
Ooh you got me fuck ya
You was running from the dick, you ain't said that when I fuck
Since instagram, I've done seen too many pretty bitches
Since instagram, you've been taking too many pictures
Now that's some shit that I hate, if that pussy [???]
She call a nigga up like ' What's happening?'
'You don't want this pussy?' - Nope bitch, I'm straight
I couldn't look in her eyes straight
She said she fucks with fly niggas only, that bitch a sky-scrapper

[Hook 3: Ty Dolla $ign]
Type of shit that I hate
Yeah, type of shit that I hate
Woah, that's the type of shit that I hate
Woah, that's the type of bitch that I hate
Yeah, yeah

[Interlude: Ed Sheeran]
Darling, I can't wait till the morning
But I promise I won't rush on you
I can't wait till the morning
But I swear I'll take my time on you
I've got you screaming yeah yeah yeah yeah
I've got you screaming yeah yeah yeah yeah
I've got you screaming yeah
I've got you screaming yeah yeah yeah yeah

[Intro skit]
Well in juts about 15 seconds from now, it'll be 1990. We're gathered down below as we say goodbye to 1989. The ball is moving, the crowd sees it, you can hear 'em. Oh can you ever heard 'em. They know when it hits the bottom it'll be 1990, goodbye to the 80's
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1!
Happy new year!

[Intro: Fabolous & (French Montana)]
Whoa whoa whoa
(Haan
Change is good for everybody)
Montana)
[?]
(Haan)

[Bridge: French Montana]
When that hate don't work they start telling lies
Baby work, go on bust it wide
It's that new money, let the drugs dry
I cut my bitch off when the ball drop

[Hook: French Montana & (Fabolous)]
Haan
(Whoa whoa whoa)
Haan
(Whoa whoa whoa)
Haan
(Whoa whoa whoa)
Haan
(Whoa whoa whoa)
I just don't know why

[Post-Hook: Fabolous & (French Montana)]
Hating hoes ain't happy
And happy hoes ain't hatin'
Better check the situation
I could fix your situation
Whoa whoa whoa
I cut them bitches off when the ball drop
New money, new year, then the call dropped
(New money, new year, let them drugs drop
Cut them niggas off when the ball drop
Cause them real niggas ain't [?]
And them hatin' niggas ain't real
And baby I could help your situation
No top smokin' medication)

[Verse 1: Fabolous]
This the new year resolution
We gotta be the winners cause the rest is losin'
I told em get money, that's the best solution
When you do, wear your rocket like you rest in Houston
When niggas throw my style I ain't stressed to boostin'
It's time to make more money, less excuses
My old bitch on death row, it's time for execution
My new bitch is bad ass, she the best since Boosie

[Hook]

[Verse 2: French Montana]
12 o' clock in the [?] drop
Cut them niggas off when the ball drops
Young boy, hot head in the soft top
Cause when them shots ain't ringin' you can't call shots
Mix some white and brown on the corner strap
Might be the Mike Brown, where you rollin' at
[?] hundred on the Lincoln
3 quarter [?] blew the tank off [?]
Niggas scared to play it like Richard Mellor
I hope I never Tom Heller, die
Scramble like a gold fiend (dope fiend)
Keep your head up like your nose bleedin'
But right here got 30 ounce left on
On that left lane nigga with a bitch form
I just don't know why

[Hook] + [Bridge] + [Post-Hook]

[Verse 3: Fabolous]
Cuttin' off hoes when the ball drop
Ridin' with my woes til' the casket drop
Quiet for you suckas, hear a pin drop
I buy this mother fucker like the price drop
Shawty bag it up, let that ass drop
Mommy killin' em, [?] tear drop
Bitch I'm on fire, need to stop drop
Nigga this the flow that got your artist dropped
Heard he was a rat, heard he done dropped
Hit em in the head, watch the body drop
Dollars coming down like rain drops
New year, new money, nigga ball drop

[Hook]

• ·Thim Slick
• ·Not Give A F**K
• ·Make Me Better
• ·Gone For The Summer
• ·5 Seconds
• ·G.A.N.G.S.T.A
• ·Superwoman (Remix) W/ Lil' Mo
• ·I'm A Boss
• ·Beamer, Benz, Or Bentley (Remix)
• ·Lord Knows