My Critic Fetish Songtext

Fuck.. fuck your criticism



I don't even know who the fuck you are



You wanna hate me then hate me; what can I do
but keep gettin money, funny I was just like you

You wanna hate me then hate me; what can I do
but keep gettin money, funny I was just like you

You wanna hate me then hate me; what can I do
but keep gettin money, funny I was just like you

You wanna hate me then hate me; what can I do
but keep gettin money, funny I was just like you
Don't hate me, hate the money I see, clothes that I buy
Ice that I wear, clothes that I try, close your eyes
Picture me rollin, sixes, money foldin
Bitches honeys that swollen to riches.

Want..want..want me off

Want me off the scene fast

Want..want..want me off

Want me off the scene fast

But good things last

You still wanna hate, be my guest!



10,9,8,7,6,5,4,3,2 Are you ready?



Hate me.. hate me.. hate me.. hate me.. hate me..

Hate me.. do.. do..do.. it now! Hate me.. do it now !



Tell..tell you to suck my dick while I'm pissin
I don't even listen to your shit to know who the fuck I'm dissin



Fuck.. fuck your criticism

Fuck.. fuck.. fuck.. fuck it

Fuck.. fuck your criticism




Do my ladies run this motherfucker??!! Hell yeah!

Do my fellas run this Motherfucker??!! Hell yeah!

Do my ladies run this Motherfucker??!! Hell yeah!

Do my fellas run this Motherfucker??!! Hell yeah!



Don't hate me, hate the money I see

Don't hate me, hate the money I see

Fuck.. fuck your criticism

Don't hate me, hate the money I see

Ice that I wear, clothes that I try, close your eyes
Picture me rollin, sixes, money foldin
Bitches honies that swollen to riches.

You wanna hate me then hate me; what can I do

But keep gettin money, funny I was just like you

I had to hustle hard never give up...

I fuckin' hate you
I'll take your cloths down and rape you
I don't give a fuck who you are
I'll shit on anybody