| She be like «Tony I don’t trust ya»
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| You know I love ya, never put nothin' above ya
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| «But you a rapper, I don’t wanna be a sucka»
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| She don’t believe me, I can tell she wanna leave but love how I fuck her
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| She be like «Tony I don’t trust ya»
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| She love my D, plus all these other niggas bustas
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| I stroke that pussy nice and slow like I was Usher
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| Leave her exhausted when I pipe her like a muffler, shake when I touch her
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| She said I’m takin' her for granted
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| She said I’m selfish and I’m stubborn, she can’t stand it
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| Swear up and down I stole her heart just like a bandit, ain’t how she planned it
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| She said I got a long stick and got game like I’m Gambit
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| She be complainin', she be naggin'
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| But don’t complain about a thing when I be smashin'
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| We ain’t just fuckin', shorty love me with a passion
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| Just what a G need, I’m Aladdin, she my Jasmine, love everlastin'
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| If it ain’t one thing, it’s another
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| Went from friends and turned to lovers
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| But she act like a detective when we ain’t up under covers
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| Man I swear she always tryna bring up old shit like a plunger
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| She go off just like a buzzer, that’s my baby and I love her
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| She be like «Tony I don’t trust ya»
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| You know I love ya, never put nothin' above ya
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| «But you a rapper, I don’t wanna be a sucka»
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| She don’t believe me, I can tell she wanna leave but love how I fuck her
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| (She said) I make her mad (sometimes) I make her sad
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| She cuss me out, then take it back
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| I make her laugh, escape the past
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| I break her back, then I go chase a bag
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| Shorty think that I be pimpin'
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| Always trippin' up until I slide my dick in
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| This dick too long for her to try to keep her distance, feelin' defenseless
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| Yeah I could tell she a need a fixin', Imma come fix it
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| She know that shit 'bout to be lit when I roll up like dutches
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| That pussy instantly get wet every time that I touch it
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| She love the way I pull her hair when she go down and suck it
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| She love the way I grip that ass, how I smack it and cuff it
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| The way I choke her when I stroke her, she love all that rough shit
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| I beat that pussy like a drumstick, makin' her cum quick
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| She can’t get up, can barely walk man she gon' need some crutches
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| I put an end to all that fussin', end of discussion
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| She be like «Tony I don’t trust ya»
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| You know I love ya, never put nothin' above ya
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| «But you a rapper, I don’t wanna be a sucka»
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| She don’t believe me, I can tell she wanna leave but love how I fuck her |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Love The Rapper, artist - Montana of 300. Album song Don't Doubt The God, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп