Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Love Is Hate, artist - Am.
Date of issue: 29.10.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Love Is Hate |
Chocolate biscuit, cinnamon, what? |
Back that uh, do it and uh |
How many times was Mally in love? |
Not once, son of a uh |
Don’t judge me, it’s really been tough |
How you gon' say I ain’t doin' enough? |
(Like, how?) |
What you don’t know, I’m steppin' with thugs |
Come to the fields and put it on us |
And I got bae callin' her bae |
You don’t even know what bae bae does (What bae bae) |
I don’t even know where bae bae’s from |
She’s givin' me (Uh) and givin' him bun (Bun) |
Baby, who’s that? |
Somethin' ain’t right |
Why you on the phone this time of the night? |
(Like, why?) |
Sayin' «It's work», I don’t wan' fight |
How you so calm with tellin' me lies? |
(How?) |
When your friends start callin' me crazy |
Huh, I dunno, maybe |
These friends ain’t givin' you babies (Nope) |
Same ones broad day robbin' in Sainsburys (Bums) |
You’re a fool if you ever try leave me |
Huh, life’s lookin' all shaky (Shaky) |
And it can’t be me that you lean on |
You ain’t met another real one lately (Lately) |
Talk about me, talk about us (Us) |
Talk about pain, let’s talk about love (Dudu) |
Talk about plugs, money and lust |
Just put it on me, let me see what it does |
And I been there, there, there (Over there) |
When I go back, I ain’t been here in months (Months) |
We was on all that diligent stuff |
My cinnamon bun, just gimme a son |
Love is hate in this world of sin (Mm) |
It’s the world we’re in |
Gimme time and I’ll make this work (Mm) |
You can tell I’m lit |
Baby, baby, ayy, come and hold this dick (Mm, mm-mm) |
You can tell I’m lit |
Love is hate in this world of sin (Mm) |
It’s the world we’re in |
Gimme time and I’ll make this work (Mm) |
You can tell I’m lit |
Baby, baby, ayy, come and hold this dick (Mm, mm-mm) |
You can tell I’m lit |
Any chance, I’m bangin' it, bangin' it (Dudu, baow) |
Baby girl just handle it, handle it (Handle it) |
Upsuh, I’m travellin', travellin' (Travellin') |
Are you gonna miss my javelin, javelin? |
(Ugh) |
I ain’t never seen a girl so sexy (Never) |
I don’t know, it’s tekky |
Keisha been givin' me Becky (Ugh) |
So I don’t know nothin' 'bout preggy (Nothin') |
And a boy got hit in his mango (Dudu, baow) |
So I don’t know nothin' 'bout leggy (Nah) |
From young, been sippin' on Wray Wray (Wray Wray) |
So I don’t know nothin' 'bout Henny (Henny) |
That’s cap, man pourin' up Henny (Whoosh) |
'Til it burn my belly (Ugh) |
Anywhere man step, man shelly (Dudu, baow) |
Everything get wetty (Wetty) |
But back to the chocolate cinnamon |
Cocoa browning, saucy melanin (Melanin) |
'Cause I need this one like medicine |
Ten rounds of straight adrenaline (Adrenaline) |
Baby girl just loving it |
All now, she don’t know my government (She don’t) |
All the weight I move is cuttin' it |
Left, right, dip, bruckin' it (Dip, dip) |
She gon' die if I sink it deeper (Deeper) |
Baby girl’s a diva |
Call me when you need them inches (Ugh) |
I’m your local dealer (Dealer) |
It’s the way that you slide them panties (Slide it) |
You’re a creamer, creamer (Creamer) |
And you roll on me when you’re hungry (Hungry) |
You’re an eater, eater |
Love is hate in this world of sin (Mm) |
It’s the world we’re in |
Gimme time and I’ll make this work (Mm) |
You can tell I’m lit |
Baby, baby, ayy, come and hold this dick (Mm, mm-mm) |
You can tell I’m lit |
Love is hate in this world of sin (Mm) |
It’s the world we’re in |
Gimme time and I’ll make this work (Mm) |
You can tell I’m lit |
Baby, baby, ayy, come and hold this dick (Mm, mm-mm) |
You can tell I’m lit |
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