Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song She Love Me, artist - Travis Scott. Date of issue: 23.11.2017
Song language: English
She Love Me |
| You say that you love me |
| And if you really love me, than go get my money |
| (she love me!) |
| 'Less you heard me, you don’t know truth |
| Rappers played out like phoneboothes |
| You couldn’t fill my old shoes |
| Vexed cause you flexin' with my ex but she old news |
| Girl what you really on |
| Let me know if you fucking with the Philly don |
| Flexing hard, ain’t the one to act silly, huh? |
| Mami ride me like a bench, get your willy on |
| Say what? |
| girl what you really on |
| Let me know if you fucking with the Philly don |
| Flexing hard, ain’t the one to act silly, huh? |
| Mami ride me like a bench, get your willy on |
| Say word |
| Money, my money, she all 'bout my money |
| Soon as I get it, she beggin' it from me |
| Beg me, she beg me the way that she fuck me |
| Get it on Sunday, spend it by-hold up |
| Money don’t grow on trees |
| When your ratchet ass ask say please |
| How come every time you want me I sneeze |
| Think you last man might have had fleas-hold up |
| I the plans, well love is contagious |
| I give 'em the dick, they start acting outrageous |
| Then after mention the crib that I stay in |
| It’s comfy and so is the bed that I-hold up |
| Like the offseason girl, I am not playin' |
| My chick independent so I am not payin' |
| She undressed and ask me where am I staying? |
| You smell like a marlin, I am not a Wayan |
| She love me, she love me, hey |
| She love me, she love me |
| You say that you love me, than go get my money |
| She love me, she love me, hey |
| She love me, she love me |
| That’s why she go hard whenever she fuck me |
| She love me, she love me, hey |
| She love me, she love me |
| You say that you love me, than go get my money |
| She love me, she love me, hey |
| She love me, she love me |
| That’s why she go hard whenever she fuck me |
| She love me, she love me |
| Damn how could she not, yeah |
| Menage on the dot, yeah |
| I feed her the knots, yeah |
| I feed her them rocks, (La Flame, straight up) |
| Hold up it’s a marathon |
| Where the fuck my medicine |
| We the only ones that’s trill ain’t we? |
| We the only thing they feel ain’t it? |
| Yeah, now it’s on |
| Hardwood floors, marble doors, high, carnivals |
| Mobbin' space, in a race, we animals, in Hollywood |
| We way too gone (straight up) |
| She love me, she love me |
| You think that she don’t? |
| Might wife that lil baby |
| Don’t think that I won’t |
| Ay tell her girl I ain’t your last man |
| Throw that shitty attitude in the trash can |
| Girl I ain’t in the mood for your shitty attitude |
| Girl got too much mouth, Mrs. Pacman, ooh |
| Got too much mouth, Mrs. Pacman |
| Girl you got too much mouth, Mrs. Pacman |
| Told her I ain’t in the mood for your shitty attitude |
| Girl you have too much mouth, Mrs. Pacman, ooh |
| She love me, she love me, hey |
| She love me, she love me |
| You say that you love me, than go get my money |
| She love me, she love me, hey |
| She love me, she love me |
| That’s why she go hard whenever she fuck me |
| She love me, she love me, hey |
| She love me, she love me |
| You say that you love me, than go get my money |
| She love me, she love me, hey |
| She love me, she love me |
| That’s why she go hard whenever she fuck me |