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Beenie Man

Genres: Hip-Hop

Haters And Fools (remix) Lyrics - Beenie Man

Tell mi when niggas will stop sending other niggas to the pen 

Bitches will stop hating other bitches for their men 

People player hating other people will it end 

Listen to the blend, tell them come again 

 

Fake ass niggas they can never be my friends 

Back stabbing fools I think it's time you comprehend 

We making crazy money so stop watching what we spend 

We multiply by ten, selassie fly the gate 

 

I trample all my enemies 'cause man a hold the faith 

Mi naw go call no name mi friend, but nuff a dem nuh straight 

We busy making money nuff a dem a player hate 

Dem fassy deh a bait, well Beenie Man yuh great 

 

Survival of the fittest and the vibe I generate 

And people give me money for the style that I create 

Even to this date, nuff a dem nuh rate 

The works that I perform and all the good I instigate 

 

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So yuh want to run the place? Well yuh better wait 

'Cause nuff a unno want fi box the food outta mi plate 

You old pirate 

 

Haters and fools, treating me cruel 

Putting me down, don't want them around 

Sons acting crazy, for money and cars 

Fools wanna see, me go behind bars 

 

They want to see me die, they wanna see me die no doubt 

Beenie Man shining and they all wanna get me out 

Know that they don't like me from the day I came about 

Fassys are behind my back running up their 

We be rolling twenty deep and niggas got clout 

 

Big up my colleagues who making money down south 

Sailing the Caribbean in million dollar boats 

In winter we'll be wearing fur coats 

Unfortunately, me and the fassy them at war 

Judging from my jewellery you can tell I am a star 

 

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No ordinary fool can't push a fifty-G car 

Nuff a dem a suffer and we all know who they are 

Lot a them don't like us cause their money fits in jars 

We making fat bank account and living like Tzars 

Snitches are working for me to be behind bars 

This time they went a little too far 

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