Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song My Love , by - Brotha Lynch Hung. Song from the album EBK4, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 04.11.2005
Record label: Black Market
Song language: English
My Love |
| I know, you remember Holiday Inn |
| Had to hit it from the back drinkin OE and gin |
| I used to eat pussy up, I can’t lie |
| That’s really real, really real, really real |
| See I met you through the homies |
| That homie was like cuz, won’t you jump up in the cutlass |
| Come and get you some butt |
| Came through swervin off OE like I always do |
| Same two straps in the trunk cuz where you at ain’t coo |
| I was like boo hold up its midnight and I got the eyes tight |
| Knew it was on just as long as I rub the thighs right |
| Next thing you know, we disrespecting the couch |
| Feel the pressure in my nutts |
| Its about to come out |
| You was like inside, whoride, I don’t give a fuck |
| We can fuck untill I throw up all the way to sunrise then cut |
| And thats what happened |
| It was crackin like an omlet |
| Got you hittin that bomb shit |
| And you don’t even enhale the chronic |
| Stupid ass biiatch |
| (Pook) |
| I used to love da ho, I can’t lie |
| Bitch had me stuck |
| 25 years later the fuck so many haters Now the pussy tore up |
| Bitch you need to grow up |
| You already know what side I throw up (Westside bitch!) |
| Given our game back to weak niggas to help them niggas blow up |
| But shiesty bitch you know what |
| You gon get back, you gon feel it nigga |
| I heard the FBI tried to shut you down said you done been the nigga |
| Said you Promoting violent thoughts |
| And youre a thug wannabe, followin |
| Doing more than lickin the pussy |
| They smellin a tastin, bitin, swollowin leavin the pussyhole hollow |
| Heard the pussy picked up a forth the Henessey bottle |
| Now everybody thinkin They can fuck, Even them whiteboys in Colorado |
| But fuck it, let a ho be a ho is my motto |
| Can’t let it rest |
| Gotta get it off my chest just to express my sorrow |
| I guess your pimp had you impressin Whore stories |
| Actin the sweet, said fuck ya man |
| Got a plan to get yo ass of the streets |
| Gave you the fame without the fortune |
| Get you under the sheets |
| Bitch if you always on your back, then you can’t get on your feet |
| I used to love this rap game! |
| (Shotgun) |
| I bet you didn’t know that she used to be my main ho |
| Back in the days |
| When I was runnin up in houses with socks on my hands tryin to get paid |
| It was like Courvoisier and Alize |
| Most couldn’t fade, cuz we fuck till we both gain 5 6 times a day |
| How could I walk away from something that seems it’s meant to be |
| You neva trip with me |
| When I took charge it was just the pimp in me |
| You was either quick to flex with it |
| When niggas and they bitches got fat |
| But look at us now, you ain’t around huh |
| And never in my mind did I think you turned bitch on me |
| Skip one day and the next |
| Plottin licks on me |
| See yous a phony, I ain’t fuckin wit you no more |
| Like Ice Cube said |
| You da ex-bitch, you gotz ta go |
| You know the motto, so fuck a ho |
| And puttin the bitch before the hustle thats a no |
| Because they have you comin up short |
| Spendin my last dimes, wastin all my time in my life |
| There’s only group of one love and thats the grind biiatch! |