The seven things I hate about you The seven things I hate about you Oh you You're vain, your games You're insecure You love me, you like her You make
The 7 things I hate about you! The 7 things I hate about you, oh you You're vain, your games, you're insecure You love me, you like her You make me
chorus 1) The 7 things I hate about you! The 7 things I hate about you, oh you! Your vain,your games,your insecure You love me,you like her You make me
out You gets no hello And you wonder why? Man you know, you know Yeah, and you should let them boys know too Show them niggas every single thing I showed you I
1, cause I don't wanna die Add 6 when I begin to flip the big benz With the candy-coated paint, plus the 20" rims And what they hittin fo', I roll 7
, let me give it to you Let me show you all the things that this girl can do Your World I wanna rock, wanna love you til' I drop I'm a thug like Pac,
cleanery on chrome eighteens rollin the greenery. *(Chorus)* 1x Verse 3 *(Numskull)* I hate you and you hate me to slang I-C-E but I see me
me I gotta keep it down I give up, I'm so down I hate where I be livin' on Clinton Street The other day I saw a dead guy lyin' under a sheet And these
outta yo fucking mind,i just wanted to spoil ya ass and i guess i succeed, but now ya just to fucking concede if this is love i dont need it, you acting like you
something You know what I mean? A little Butter crunch joints or something You know what I mean? That's that real shit, G I miss those shits, man I wanna
even lasting a year Yeah I made my mistakes, yeah I paid my dues Hated by blacks, made enemies with jews I was 7 years ahead of my time in '92 I said things
ugly one I hate pussy and bitches And I believe that pussy belong to dick And you already know I hate the fuck out of faggots Powderpuff, twinkletoes, catch blows to the nose I
there Repersenting Page County You know what I'm saying? Everybody doin songs talking about what they got and they jewelry and they cars I'm gonna talk about
there Repersenting Page County You know what I'm saying? Everybody doin songs talking about what they gat and they jewelry and they cars, i want to talk about
I was cuttin' from church Y'all talk about things I've done to my life You talk about things that I've done to my wife I know where I'm going so I can
't give a fuck about you You talk real slick Homie, But we doubt you Got slugs that a put a nigga right back out you Cause We gon' walk these dogs I'
I will borrow a gun, then run 'til I catch you Let you slip up, just once then I'ma wet you Stretch you out like a limousine 'Cuz where I catch you is where I
go on an act you never knew I hate you, I hate you I can't take this pain I'm falling Inside my head I'm trying To bring you back to me The thought
