Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Street Love, artist - Popp Hunna. Album song Mud Baby, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 24.12.2020
Record label: Popp Hunna
Song language: English
Street Love |
| Ayy, yo, that’s Popp and that’s Petty |
| Damn, gettin' fetti with Petty, this shit is heavy |
| I heard that they started to doubt me, they gettin' buried |
| And you know we comin' harder, my nigga (Othello on the) |
| He took me to that island, had me sipping' on that Mai Tai |
| He gon' keep me drippin' in that Gucci, Louis, Prada |
| Since you got that money, baby, then I need a lotta |
| The way this nigga lookin', turn him to my baby father |
| Girl, you better chill, I already got a baby |
| Surfin' in that pussy, girl, you know that shit be wavy |
| Fuckin' you for hours, got a nigga feelin' lazy |
| If I spend that bag on you, you better not play me |
| Nah, long as you come home at night |
| You be on that corner, right? |
| Make it home to mommy, I’ma ride you like a motor bike |
| Better yet, a jet ski, it get super wetsy |
| It get super messy |
| Fuck it, you could bless me |
| When I’m up in Philly I be ridin' with a choppa |
| Gotta keep it lowkey so I pull up in the squatter |
| Baby, you the baddest, girl, you know that you a problem |
| All these bitches callin', girl, I fuck around and block 'em |
| And girl, you so bad, gotta call the police |
| Way you eat this pussy got me weak in my knees |
| You better be bougie with these niggas, don’t speak |
| You better spend money, gotta keep me on fleek |
| Yeah, you know that I ride for you |
| Call me, I’ma slide for you |
| And if it came to it then I fuck around and die for you |
| Okay, you say it’s forever |
| You know I’m there for whatever |
| I was just totin' Berettas, you made me change for the better |
| Air Force, Dickie pants, street nigga |
| I was broke last year, my bag bigger |
| If he hatin' he another mad nigga |
| Young nigga, |
| , I’m that nigga |
| I’m that bitch, them other bitches is average |
| We up now, 'member when we didn’t have shit? |
| Now it’s fly shit, them other bitches better not try shit |
| Yeah, you took 'em to Miami but we on Dubai shit |
| Know I’m yours, baby, you could tell your niggas that you got her |
| Make them bitches mad 'cause them bitches ain’t get nada |
| On the real, baby, never even thought I’d feel love |
| Now I’m on some Mary J. shit, I found my real love |
| Girl, you so bad, gotta call the police |
| Way you eat this pussy got me weak in my knees |
| You better be bougie with these niggas, don’t speak |
| You better spend money, gotta keep me on fleek |
| Yeah, you know that I ride for you |
| Call me, I’ma slide for you |
| And if it came to it then I fuck around and die for you |
| Okay, you say it’s forever |
| You know I’m there for whatever |
| I was just totin' Berettas, you made me change for the better |