My Critic Fetish

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What you gonna do when shit hits the fan? Are you gonna stand and fight like a man? Will you be as hard as you say you are? Or you gonna run and go get your bodyguard? Fuck fuck your criticism Fuck fuck fuck it fuck it Fuck fuck your criticism I don't even know who the fuck you are Fuck fuck your criticism Fuck fuck your criticism Fuck fuck fuck it fuck it fuck it fuck it... 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 honies that swollen to riches Fuck fuck your criticism Fuck fuck your criticism Fuck fuck your criticism Fuck fuck fuck it fuck it fuck it fuck it... Fuck fuck your criticism Fuck fuck your criticism Fuck fuck your criticism 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, 10, 10, 10, 10, 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 T-T-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' Hate me... Hate me... Hate me... Fuck off! Fuck fuck your criticism Fuck fuck fuck it fuck it fuck it 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! 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 fuck fuck your criticism Don't hate me, hate the money I see Don't don't hate me, hate the money I see Don't don't hate me, hate the money I see Don't don't hate me, hate the money I see Don't don't hate me, hate the money I see Don't don't hate me, hate the money I see Don't don't hate me, hate the money I see Don't don't hate me, hate the money I see Don't don't 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