| Hoe tell me the other day «she sent a nigga to jail»
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| Man I thought it was legal to beat cho hoe.
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| Shit cho hoe, fuck.
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| Blowing up the phone, hope she see me calling her.
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| I whip up in the drive way she done packed up all my stuff.
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| And I’m like what the fuck, can’t even talk to her
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| Ain’t gone lie this pussy good, it make me feel like stalking her.
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| We supposed to be in love, we posed to be in love
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| We supposed to be in love, til it ain’t no breaking up
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| We supposed to be in love, til it ain’t no breaking up
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| Any way that we can talk about it, it ain’t no walking out
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| We posed to be in love…
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| How the fuck is you, why the fuck is you falling all in ya feelings?
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| No understanding I’m ignorant, you gon' prolly say that I’m trippin.
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| Throw the left hand, you duck that one, this right bitch won’t miss ya.
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| Beat a bitch like Chris Brown, go back to jail, no quitting.
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| No surrender, no retreat, park the whip, hop out on feet.
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| Me and her brother jug together, he bet not get in my business.
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| This shit serious, if you with it, shit get injured did I mention.
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| How I’m rockin, you gone pop me or it’s back to penitentiary.
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| Blowing up the phone, hope she see me calling her.
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| I whip up in the drive way she done packed up all my stuff.
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| And I’m like what the fuck, (Aah! What the fuck?!) can’t even talk to her
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| Ain’t gone lie this pussy good, it make me feel like stalking her. |
| (Turn up!)
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| We supposed to be in love, we posed to be in love
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| We supposed to be in love, til it ain’t no breaking up
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| We supposed to be in love, til it ain’t no breaking up
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| Any way that we can talk about it, it ain’t no walking out
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| We posed to be in love…
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| Hop up out the shower, you got louder, I bow bow you.
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| Rip the gown you, head around you.
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| Threw you down, smelled ya flounder. |
| If you jizz it, dick it down,
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| I would’ve toilet water drowned you.
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| Know my heart is pounding, I don’t talk around a lot of niggas I don’t know.
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| I don’t know oh. |
| Blowing up ya mama like «Mama we having problem.»
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| Passing by yo house like come outside before it get violent.
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| Lights off, mask on, silent (shhhhhhhhhhh). |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Posed to Be in Love , by - Kevin Gates. Song from the album By Any Means, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп