Hi to the hatas (hi to the hatas). I'll see you lata (I'll see you lata). Please don't step on da gatas (step on da gatas). Do me a fava. (Please keep hatin on me). Ok now 5 4 3 3 2 1. We we got plenty. Ya'll ya'll got none. Say you say you lookin for somebody hotter than the sun. Grindin grindin like me you know shawty I'm the one. I I owe you naw you owe me. Ya'll pop champaigne let's pop three. Tryin ta get my bills up like Chauncy. So girl you know I I'm not free. No one ever thought up in the street that I can hold it down. Talkin' that shit while I bringin' dat heat and now I own the crown. Even with all this weight on me it couldn't bring me down. But only they keep hatin' on me. So I can wave. Hi to the hatas (hi to the hatas). I'll see you lata (I'll see you lata). Please don't step on da gatas (step on da gatas). Do me a fava. (Please keep hatin on me). 5 4 3 3 2 1. We we takin over. Fee fi fo fum. You know I know I got the speakers bangin bangin out da trunk. The strength that I been drinkin got me feelin kinda shhhh (Uhh). I'm tipsy (uhh) ya'll missed me and it ain't cuz I been around the world like Disney. Really straight from the illy ain't no body stop me now (now now now). No one ever thought up in the street that I can hold it down. Talkin' that shit while I bringin' dat heat and now I own the crown. [ Jeremih Lyrics are found on www.songlyrics.com ]. Even with all this weight on me it couldn't bring me down. But knowin' they keep hatin' on me. So I can wave. Hi to the hatas (hi to the hatas). I'll see you lata (I'll see you lata). Please dont step on da gatas (step on da gatas). Do me a fava. Please keep hatin on me. Hey there baby girl thats jockin' me. Your bass in my trunk thats knockin me. Anywhere you go they watchin me. Cuz I fly as a bird they flockin me. You got no property and I got monopoly. And I can stack it up she can back it up and no body in the streets is stoppin me. See the shoes on the whip or the chrome on the lip they (HEYYY!). Or maybe it's the glare from the lice on the kit or the ice on the wrist they (STARE!). Shit listen I ain't get the manager but I don't see why they (HEYY!). Can you see why they (heyy) I ain't gon' lie they make you wanna run an tell somebody.. No one ever thought up in the street that I can hold it down. Talkin that shit while I bringin dat heat and now I own the crown. Even with all this weight on me it couldn't bring me down. But only they keep hatin on me. So I can wave. Hi to the hatas (hi to the hatas). I'll see you lata (I'll see you lata). Please don't step on da gatas (step on da gatas). Do me a fava. (On me) x7