[Intro: Dropping a Popped Locket]
You sippin' on that haterade
Sip see ya later man
You sippin' on that haterade
You sippin' on that-
Haha!
[Chorus: Rainbow & Dropping a Popped Locket]
You sippin' on that haterade
Sip see ya later man
You sippin' on that haterade (You sippin' on that haterade)
You sippin' on that haterade
Sip see ya later man
You sippin' on that haterade (You sippin' on that haterade)
Get with it, hate? Quit it!
I'm what's on top
Hard hitting, hood-witted, I make it pop
"H" to the "A" to the "T-E-R"
You know exactly who you are
"H" to the "A" to the "T-E-R"
You know exactly who you are
[Verse 1: Rainbow]
Now drop it down stop it, yo blasting DS (Uh)
You know I fucking rock it
One, two, haters on my left (Yeah)
Three, four, haters on my right
Five, six, don't matter where you are
You know I'm fucking right (Uh-huh)
You wanna be my friends, you wanna look like this (Yup)
You wanna rock like this, but you can't do it (Oh)
Don't disrespect (No), you better start acknowledging (Uh-huh)
Because when I go to your page I know where the garbage is
One, get yourself a handbook
Two, stop trying to be cool
Three, you need to get your own friends
If you keep asking mine you staying on my shitlist
[Chorus: Rainbow & Dropping a Popped Locket]
You sippin' on that haterade
Sip see ya later man
You sippin' on that haterade (You sippin' on that haterade)
You sippin' on that haterade
Sip see ya later man
You sippin' on that haterade (You sippin' on that haterade)
Get with it, hate? Quit it!
I'm what's on top
Hard hitting, hood-witted, I make it pop
"H" to the "A" to the "T-E-R"
You know exactly who you are
"H" to the "A" to the "T-E-R"
You know exactly who you are
[Verse 2: Dropping a Popped Locket]
Damn you downed all that haterade
Blaww, see ya later mayne
Don't wanna come up missing just cause I am the better man
Silver aimed at the blacks of your eyes but I ain't a raiders fan
No dapps for you jerkoffs cause you got masturhater hands
You want a high five? You'll never get it from me
You want a knife fight? I'll slit ya chubby tummy
Hate me so much you see me (And do what?)
Control "C", you get home (And do what?)
Control "V"
Yup, that's pretty flattering, but you got too many calories
You look like a Mastodon put a Spizzy mask on
Since you wanna see me hit the bottom
Don't you wonder why your ass's gone
The lowest I'll get is not very low
Cause I stay high call me grasshog
I could outdo you with my hands tied (What else?)
And no pants on
Your motherfuckin' parents lied
Happy birthday is a sad song
So ignorance is bliss, but blisters get popped
Another year of ignorance has got to be stopped
[Chorus: Rainbow & Dropping a Popped Locket]
You sippin' on that haterade
Sip see ya later man
You sippin' on that haterade (You sippin' on that haterade)
You sippin' on that haterade
Sip see ya later man
You sippin' on that haterade (You sippin' on that haterade)
Get with it, hate? Quit it!
I'm what's on top
Hard hitting, hood-witted, I make it pop
"H" to the "A" to the "T-E-R"
You know exactly who you are
"H" to the "A" to the "T-E-R"
You know exactly who you are
Haterade was written by Disco Skitzo & Dropping a Popped Locket.