Lyrics She Loving - 98s, Hitman, V9

She Loving

She lovin' the BAPE, she lovin' the base
And she like the look of the ting on my waist
Gunman stance, don’t step on my Js
Don’t step on my Js
Look
She lovin' the BAPE, she lovin' the base
And she like the look of the ting on my waist
Pour me a Henny, can’t take no wrays
Gunman stance, don’t step on my Js
And she like the way that we move in the dance
Leave the ting in her bag, don’t play
Sweet ones love it, tally all day
Tally all day
She lovin' the BAPE, she lovin' th base
And she like th look of the ting on my waist
Pour me a Henny, can’t take no wrays
Gunman stance, don’t step on my Js
And she like the way that we move in the dance
Leave the ting in her bag, don’t play
Sweet ones love it, tally all day
Tally all day
Tally all day, had bad b’s screamin' it
Had the dots in the back of the ride
Crash, jump out, you know we squeezin' it
For the opps got a whole load of corn, they’re eatin' it
Dingers that roll, man speed in it
Big fuel litre tings, jakes can’t chase, man’s leavin' 'em
If it gets on top, then we’re beatin' it
She lovin' the shoulder, she lovin' the lean
I Venomous bop, she takes off her jeans
If I jeet, just say it’s her dream
If I aim within seedy then I’m outside drilling
Don’t worry about funds, my money come different
Grab the strap like a dike and dig it
Drill it, he’s slumped, now he’s missing
She lovin' the BAPE, she lovin' the base
And she like the look of the ting on my waist
Pour me a Henny, can’t take no wrays
Gunman stance, don’t step on my Js
And she like the way that we move in the dance
Leave the ting in her bag, don’t play
Sweet ones love it, tally all day
Tally all day
She lovin' the BAPE, she lovin' the base
And she like the look of the ting on my waist
Pour me a Henny, can’t take no wrays
Gunman stance, don’t step on my Js
And she like the way that we move in the dance
Leave the ting in her bag, don’t play
Sweet ones love it, tally all day
Tally all day
She lovin' off K, she love me, she say she’s lovin' off me or in love with the
fame
She lovin' the G but I don’t feel the same
Tapped it twice now never again
Tapped it twice, for the love of a gauge
Pattern up rides, can’t make a mistake
Leave a flatline if we uppin' the stakes
Wap or a knife when I step, so it’s safe
All types, Tally whoas
That’s from A to Z on my phone
But I can’t let none of them know
How far this badness goes
Ready or not, we bring arms out
Pull up, I’m tired of seein' them blow
It’s BG or SG, add Tally up and do road
She lovin' the BAPE, she lovin' the base
And she like the look of the ting on my waist
Pour me a Henny, can’t take no wrays
Gunman stance, don’t step on my Js
And she like the way that we move in the dance
Leave the ting in her bag, don’t play
Sweet ones love it, tally all day
Tally all day
She lovin' the BAPE, she lovin' the base
And she like the look of the ting on my waist
Pour me a Henny, can’t take no wrays
Gunman stance, don’t step on my Js
And she like the way that we move in the dance
Leave the ting in her bag, don’t play
Sweet ones love it, tally all day
Tally all day