Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song She Fell in Love, artist - Fat Trel.
Date of issue: 09.12.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
She Fell in Love |
She fell in love with a dope boy |
So she find out |
Dope boys, bitches nigga |
Scared of the killers |
Scared of the problems |
She fell in love with a burglar, burglar |
I’m a cold bloody killer, I’m a cold bloody killer |
So you should know what I did till push you boy |
And damn right, I hit em |
She earned I wish a dope boy, |
I heard she pussy go get her |
All I know that she a real bitch |
So I f*ck her like a real nigga |
Met her in Miami I was f8cking and check all black |
With the stract, I was f*cking up the sec fet |
Nigga in the drop shawty .drop back |
Pop it full of guack, take it your ex, nigga top |
Have you ever had a sex in the churry red fat |
With the fat trap, nigga get that p**sy so wet |
Work it out more flex and G no stress |
Proceed progress, more check more check |
I know you tired of your life style |
She say she love me for my life wild |
She say she need it right now |
But what I got can’t fit in the light style |
I. make a tongue sweet, |
And going deep make a hard stop |
All it take is one call |
I’m pulling up when the cold drop |
She fell in love with a burglar, burglar |
I’m a cold bloody killer, I’m a cold bloody killer |
So you should know what I did till push you boy |
And damn right, I hit em |
She earned I wish a dope boy, |
I heard she pussy go get her |
All I know that she a real bitch |
So I f*ck her like a real nigga |
F*ck her like a real nigga |
I f*ck her like a real nigga |
I f*ck her like a real nigga |
F*ck her like a real nigga |
I f*ck her like a real nigga |
She f*cking with them real niggas. |
I met her in Orlando after the show |
I was trying near, she told she got to go |
I was on the bill she told me tryin to road |
I was tryin to fuck so she told me do it slow |
And in front and back sippin act blowin cock |
Whenever she need telling need with the strop |
Choppers in the front, triple beans in the back |
Young bitch got attention, how to act, how to drop |
Take that, need that, no |
Three stacks for the petrol |
Window down for the judge smoke |
I remember right metro |
Nass bitch stake with the bitch shrim |
Every butter like a real pimp |
She get tired counting all night |
Shower trips making all right |
She fell in love with a burglar, burglar |
I’m a cold bloody killer, I’m a cold bloody killer |
So you should know what I did till push you boy |
And damn right, I hit em |
She earned I wish a dope boy, |
I heard she pussy go get her |
All I know that she a real bitch |
So I f*ck her like a real nigga |
F*ck her like a real nigga |
I f*ck her like a real nigga |
I f*ck her like a real nigga |
F*ck her like a real nigga |
I f*ck her like a real nigga |
She f*cking with them real niggas. |
F*ck her like a real nigga |
F*ck her like a real nigga |