"We Them N----s" Lyrics

Let 'em haters keep talking

Anybody seen a waitress?
Tell her bring more liquor
All my dawgs in the building, and we smokin' on that killer
Anybody know a hater? Middle finger to the ceiling
Feelin' like John Gotti – can't nobody f**k with us
(turn up, turn up)
UH, We them n***as (we them n***as)
We them n***as, we them n***as
(we them n***as, we them n***as)
All the bad b*t*hes know it (all the bad b*t*hes know it)
We them n***as, we them n***as
(we them n***as, we them n***as)
Middle finger to the ceiling (middle finger to the ceiling)
We them n***as, we them n***as
(we them n***as, we them n***as)
We don't really give a f**k (we don't really give a f**k)
'Cause we them n***as, we them n***as (hannn, hann)

I'm screamin', "f**k them other n***as 'coz I'm down for my n***as,"
Middle finger to the ceiling, everybody keep calm
'Coz you've got some real n***as in the building
And you don't really look familiar, that's your girl?
My bad, in my ear she's been begging me to hit her
Oh lord! Oh lord!
Have her really catching feelings all night from the club to the villa
Know you're chilling with the realest, I ain't even gotta say it
Blowin' money, I don't really mean to litter
We them n***as, we them n***as from the bottom to the top
Y'all mad? LOL, go figure
Balmain on the feet, twenty bottles of the peach
On the way, light 'em up, light 'em up (light 'em up)
I don't really give a what, I don't really give a what
Mess around, I'mma buy the whole club (that's rich)
I'm just really showin' love
That gon' probably get 'em mad, so sad
All haters need a hug (haha)
Take a hit of these drugs, gettin' high with my dawgs
'Til the ma'f**kin' sun come up
Let it pass, puff puff