Fell in Luvv lyrics

[Intro: Hi-C & Bayymack]
The following is a (Tough love soldiers) presentation
C-cuff your chick! (Evil!)
Fell in love with a check (Yeah, yeah)
(Tough love soldiers)
Fell in love with a— (Love with a)
Fell in love (With a check, uh)
Fell in love (Yeah, yeah)
Fell in love—

[Chorus: Hi-C]
Fell in love with a check (Fell in love with a check)
Stepping on these n*gga's necks (Yeah, yeah)
I was f*cking on a n*gga main
And her best friend might be next (Yeah)
I was in thе Porsche switching lanes (Switching lanes)
Want to hop in with mе that's a bet (Yeah)
She said she been f*cking with a lame (She been f*cking with a)
Give me head, baby, give me sex (Yeah)
Give me brain, put it to the test
Big 40 cal hanging on my hip
Baby I ain't them, baby girl I'm him
b*tches so insane, b*tches so unhinged
Cartier frames, Cartier lenses
Spent like fifteen hundred on some f*cking kicks
Spent a couple onions on my f*cking wrists
Still ain't spent sh*t on a f*cking b*tch
I've been having chrome, I've been having Rick
I've been having hoes, then I f*ck a main b*tch
Getting brain in the back, coolin in a Maybach
I've been balling so hard, lil' bro, check the stats
I'm so done with you ho, I don't want your ass back
I don't care where you've gone
I don't care where you at
If you looking for me, bro, you know where I'm at
Vivienne Westwood just f*cked up a check
[Verse: Bayymack]
Don't care what he say, let him say where he at
I'm not going to switch, I keep it a stack
All day you say what you want to do
All day I'm going to [?]
I've been having these b*tches (I've been having)
I've not got time, I've got to tell you
Beam on my hip, but I ain't never going out sad (Tough love soldiers)
BB (Yeah) on my belt (Uh)
Feel like fashion week about me
[?] sweat suit
Got a number (N)ine on my tee
I've got a 4'5 on me
SoundCloud sh*t, you ain't taking my b*tch
Blah, blah, blah, always calling your licks
[?], why you rap about this
You're going to die right here if you say you about it

[Chorus: Hi-C]
Fell in love with a check (Fell in love with a check)
Stepping on these n*gga's necks (Yeah, yeah)
I was f*cking on a n*gga main
And her best friend might be next (Yeah)
I was in the Porsche switching lanes (Switching lanes)
Want to hop in with me that's a bet (Yeah)
She said she been f*cking with a lame (She been f*cking with a)
Give me head, baby, give me sex (Yeah)
Give me brain, put it to the test
Big 40 cal hanging on my hip
Baby I ain't them, baby girl I'm him
b*tches so insane, b*tches so unhinged
Cartier frames, Cartier lenses
Spent like fifteen hundred on some f*cking kicks
Spent a couple onions on my f*cking wrists
Still ain't spent sh*t on a f*cking b*tch
I've been having chrome, I've been having Rick
I've been having hoes, then I f*ck a main b*tch
Getting brain in the back, coolin in a Maybach
I've been balling so hard, lil' bro, check the stats
I'm so done with you ho, I don't want your ass back
I don't care where you've gone
I don't care where you at
If you looking for me, bro, you know where I'm at
Vivienne Westwood just f*cked up a check