(Wale Intro)
They gotta feel like butter baby-

Yea, hella flow, hella bread, hella haters f**k em (x2)

[Verse: 1 Wale ]

(Uh lets get it work),
Hella flow, hella bread, hella haters f**k it
La women in my stable none have been my donkey
? May be decent, said “baby you need Jesus”
Said ” ain’t you Muslim Wale?” I said handle yo business
Go and mind it bumpin Gold Alpinas
Rap while mix poetry quadrupled a n***a v****a
And take take down squash stay down
All my b*****s in here that's 2 5 say “ooww”
Supercharged out that San Diego medical
And about a move contemplate on this revenue
And heaven knows with this money she can do to you
But I ain’t tryna orange suit for hoardin pharmaceutical
Elude the fame in the same breath pursue the loot
When you do your thing ya bang b*****s then toodle-oo
Zanotti boots Giuseppe’s woo
She throw a fit she threw it at me I just threw the deuces

[Hook:]
Hella flow, hella bread, hella haters f**k em
Yea, Hella flow, hella bread, hella haters f**k em
(Uh lets get it, work) Hella flow, hella bread, hella haters f**k em
Yea, Hella flow, hella bread, hella haters f**k em
(Uh lets get it, work)

[Verse 2: Dom Kennedy]

And I been cutting hoes off cuz I can’t trust em

She switched sides on me other n****s fuckin
But I’mma bounce back like it ain’t nothing
And you n****s could never see me
Talk s**t but he wanna be me I ont drink Vodka-tinis
I f**k with that straight ‘Gnac from here to the state cap
Wit b*****s that lick sacks and n****s that shoot craps (yep)
So I don’t give a f**k about a rap check (uh-huh)
Just cars and assets, rolexes with baguettes
Your b*****s got bad breath my b*****s get mad impressed
Like “why you can’t call me?” “damn, we just had sex” (uh)
Hella shows hella girls hella beats crush em
At least hook a n***a up a English muffin
I wonder would she’d like me if I did construction
It's rules to the game you gotta read instructions
We can’t split alimony,
Just half of this macaroni have s** then we back to homies that's it

[Hook: 2]
Hella flow, hella bread, hella haters f**k em
(Dom Kennedy) And I been cutting hoes off cuz I can’t trust em (x4)

[Verse: 3 yg ]

Haters f**k em, All my haters f**k em
Reason I ain’t got no girlfriend cuz these b*****s I can’t trust em (Noo)
Police duck em middle finger f**k em
I went from robbin the rich I'm a scattish mother f****are
You’s a mark, but that’s a topic I ont wanna touch on
You the type that don’t bust back when you get bust on
Get your b***h before I let her have it
If you don’t wanna go to jail boy pay them taxes
Wale reached out (What Up) he a real n***a
I thought he ain’t f**k wit a n***a like Tommy Hilfiger, salute
Them b*****s from the club be boufed
The only reason we f**k wit em cuz we know they get loose
You got n****s ghost ridin your hits
I got b*****s from the Bay ghost ridin my d**k
I’m so west coast, I used to be strapped on the metro
I remember asking n****s who had snaps on the petro
But now I got

[Hook: 2]
Hella flow, hella bread, hella haters f**k em
And I been cutting hoes off cuz I can’t trust em (x3)
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