Texty: The-Dream. Love Vs. Money. Hater.

[talking:]
If a was your man, I
Hit that shit like A-Rod
Don't you understand I, I
Trying to be your favorite artist in your ipod
I know this wasn't planned I
What I got is love
What he got nothing
Take this chance
He ain't nuthin' to lose
So why you lookin all confused

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Girls like you
Turn men like me into haters
And I must admit it
Been actin like a hater
Tryin to get it
You got me lookin like a hater
Soon as she said she had a man
I was a hater
As long as I get you
I'll be a hater
Until you say you love me too
I'll be a hater
He don't even know
I'm his hater
How did one look at you overtake the kind heart in me

Say you'll leave your man so I
Can hit that shit like a parked car
Money ain't a thang I
Get it all with a swipe of the black card
Pretty woman get up in this Bentley now
You be my Julia I'll be your Richard
Can't wait to pin your frame on my wall
I need u in my picture
Do anything to get u

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[talking:]
Fuck that nigga
You know what it is
Dope Bentley coupes Gucci boots
Cris craft yachts boats
100, 000 thousand dollars here
100, 000 thousand dollars there
20 million dollars later
Yep Dream everywhere
Fuck that nigga
Leave that nigga
First class let's play
Doing deals on foreign islands
Me, Diddy, LA, Jay
I wanted what he already had
This girl so muthfuckin bad
I wanted what he already had
This girl so muthfuckin bad

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