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Spencer Sutherland - Hater Lyrics

One (Come on), two (three), three

Come on, now
Won't you settle down
You got something to say? You should let it out
I'm so meta now
Aren't there snakes in the grass you can cry to? (Cry to, cry to)
I'm a shooting star
I'm a wrecking ball (He's so strong)
I'm whatever the hell I could ever want
Where's the mini bar?
We can cheers to the one that you lied to

It's alright if my name's on your lips (It's alright)
It's alright, I'm a son of a bitch (It's alright)
I stay smilin', my hand on my hips
Like I made it, made it, made it, made it
Don't act like we got bread left to pay (Left to pay)
You built my bridge and then hit your face (Hit your face)
You won't be what you wanted to be
You're a hater, hater, hater, hater

Baby, how could you bring me down?
I've been beaten and bruised, but I'm still around (Still around)
It's just funny how, bitch, you just can't stop thinkin' about me ('Bout me)
It's okay, I'm the thriller
I'm the muse, I'm the killer
So, come take a seat, kick up your feet, listen to me (Hey)

It's alright if my name's on your lips (It's alright)
It's alright, I'm a son of a bitch (Son of a bitch; it's alright)
I stay smilin', my hand on my hips
Like I made it, made it, made it, made it
Don't act like we got bread left to pay (Left to pay)
You built my bridge and then hit your face (Hit your face)
You won't be what you wanted to be
You're a hater, hater, hater, hater

(The king has arrived)
Look at you there, up on your throne
Nobody's watchin', nobody's home
And you blame the gods, but isn't it odd?
You did this to yourself

It's alright if my name's on your lips (Oh, ooh; It's alright)
It's alright, I'm a son of a bitch (Son of a bitch; it's alright)
I stay smilin', my hand on my hips (Hey)
Like I made it, made it, made it, made it
Don't act like we got bread left to pay (Bred left to pay)
You built my bridge and then hit your face (Hit your face)
You won't be what you wanted to be
You're a hater, hater, hater, hater

(Ooh)
(Ew, son of a bitch)