| About to roll some more of this shit too
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| I got the boy Lucci with me
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| We might come in there and take, all the hoes
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| Like I could rob, like, everybody there
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| That Chanel shit, I like that
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| Got your own ride, I like that
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| Got your mind right, I like that
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| In a fantasy world, I’d wife that
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| At the blue flame with 2 chains on
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| 8 rings on, maintain home
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| Got pulled over on the way home
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| Used to make juugs off the payphone
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| Left mama’s crib with a thousand Nikes
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| Niggas know I had a thousand wifeys
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| Hood nigga, had a thousand vices
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| Hit Benihanas for a thousand rices
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| Garlic butter with the yum yum
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| You know the south side where I come from
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| Hit the dealership with a lump sum
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| Make her pump the gas with her pumps on
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| With some pom poms, that’s Don Juan
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| Don Julio, trap house needs cuticles
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| Trap house need a studio
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| Trap house need a new sofa
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| These young niggas keep fuckin' on it
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| I do this shit so big I can get Puffy on it
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| I can tell you in love with her
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| Tell you in love with her
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| Yeah you can tell I’m just fuckin' her
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| Don’t you tell that I’m fuckin' her
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| Yeah you can tell you be cuffin' her
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| Steady cuffin' her while I be fuckin' her
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| Yeah you be cuffin' her while I be fuckin' her
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| Yeah
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| Meanwhile I was gettin' head with my chain on
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| Drophead, yeah the brain gone
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| Plain Jane on, gettin' rained on
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| No time to complain, homes
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| Know I’m tired, took a plane home
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| Know my cars and everything on
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| Know that I murder everything I’m on
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| I ain’t even gotta say I’m on
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| Yeah I smoke good, paper long
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| Paper good, wish you would twist the wood
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| Grip the wood, grip it good
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| Go and juug, get the good, split the goods
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| Get the guns, split the guns, flip the guns
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| Yeah, yeah, uh
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| We gon' take a nigga’s bitch
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| Take a nigga’s bitch, make a nigga sick
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| Fucked her like my bitch
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| I’ma fuck her like my bitch
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| Make a nigga sick
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| Take a nigga’s bitch, fuck her like my bitch
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| I can tell you in love with that bitch
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| I can tell you in love with her
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| Tell you in love with her
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| Yeah you can tell I’m just fuckin' her
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| Don’t you tell that I’m fuckin' her
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| Yeah you can tell you be cuffin' her
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| Steady cuffin' her while I be fuckin' her
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| Yeah you be cuffin' her while I be fuckin' her
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| Yeah
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| Downstairs at the Fontainebleau
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| Pour a deuce in a Mountain Dew
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| Did everything that I had to do
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| Used to blaze like Moreland Avenue
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| If you tryna sell me that pussy then you a prostitute, cool!
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| I’m a back massage and a good head connoisseur, truuuu!
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| I’m speedin' down left lanes
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| Goyard belt gang
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| Then important text came
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| She wanna play them sex games
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| I’m up for that and I’m undefeated
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| She undeniable underneath me
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| She told me that I can take the pussy
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| Just take it easy
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| Celine bag when she came to see me
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| Had sex with my watch on, knock her rocks off
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| Ride around with the top off
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| Like hot sauce, drop off
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| Cartier wristwear, it don’t come off, yeah
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| I still got her suckin' dick while she cottonmouth, yeah
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| I can tell you in love with her
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| Tell you in love with her
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| Yeah you can tell I’m just fuckin' her
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| Don’t you tell that I’m fuckin' her
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| Yeah you can tell you be cuffin' her
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| Steady cuffin' her while I be fuckin' her
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| Yeah you be cuffin' her while I be fuckin' her
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| Yeah |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song You in Luv wit Her , by - 2 Chainz. Song from the album Daniel Son Necklace Don, Vol. 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп