I Love My b*tch lyrics

[Intro: Reese LAFLARE]
Yeah
Woah, Been Had Boyz
Yeah
That's my b*tch (That's my b*tch)
I get active (I get active)
That's my b*tch (That's my b*tch)
Woah, woah (Woah)

[Chorus: Reese LAFLARE]
I get active 'bout my b*tch (For sure), my b*tch love me back (Ayy)
I said, "Ayy, baby, you toxic," she looked back, said, "Facts" (Facts)
But I'm still sliding 'bout my b*tch (I slide), I lie to my b*tch (Know I do that)
Spoil my lil' b*tch and she'll still slime her a b*tch (Slime)
My girl, she not basic, she like Prada, Chane'-ne'
Every day a payday, she pull up, kick it like Pelé
She send me screenshots, texts (What else?), Snapchats and captions (Ayy)
She gon' text, "Hey, boo," I text back and say, "Hey, you" (Hey, you)

[Verse 1: Reese LAFLARE]
Sign my autographs in cursive, my b*tch know that I'm perfect (Perfect)
Ooh, she pop it like a perky, I splashed in it, I go surfing
We get fitted up from Paris, we not shoppin' at no Urban (Nope)
She got faded and started slurring
Watch your back teeth, girl, that hurted (Ouch)
[Refrain: Reese LAFLARE]
Ooh, I love my b*tch, I slide for my b*tch
Ooh, I love my b*tch, I ride for my b*tch
Ooh, I love my b*tch, I lie for my b*tch
Ooh, I love that b*tch, I get active 'bout my b*tch

[Verse 2: Omari Shakir]
Her pus*y is from God, when I'm in it I say, "Church"
She gotta use a vibrator and di*k just to squirt
Perfect
I give her hard di*k, she deserve it
Ice cream, no soft serving
'Bout this pus*y, I'm purging
'Bout this pus*y, I'm purging
Brr, skin like cinnamon (Cinnamon)
She wanted by many men (Wanted by, yeah)
Baby, let me hit again (Baby, let me what? Uh)
She freaky, wanna bring a friend (Freaky, wanna what?)
She freaky, wanna bring a what? (Freaky, wanna bring a who?)
Young girl brought a homegirl (Homegirl)
They were in their own world (Own world)
Scratch marks on my shoulder (Shoulder, shoulder)
Wake up sex like Folger's (Folger's)
She cold, but I'm colder (Colder)
VVS like polar
[Verse 3: KEY!]
(Okay)
Fam or fu'?
Me or you?
See 12 and I loose
n*gga, f*ck you
Beat his ass, I was in a good mood
Kill his ass, I was just playin'
My b*tch is accomplished
She had a lil' baby, a devil
I love her
She suck my soul in, demon (Okay)
Hold up, n*gga, that's my b*tch (My b*tch)
Hold up, n*gga, that's my b*tch (That's my b*tch)
That's how y'all n*ggas be sounding
They gotta get money, it's no way around it
Back in the group home, pshh, y'all n*ggas sleep, pshh
Ayy, my chick spoiled, okay, my b*tch chic

[Chorus: Reese LAFLARE]
I get active 'bout my b*tch (For sure), my b*tch love me back (Ayy)
I said, "Ayy, baby, you toxic," she looked back, said, "Facts" (Facts)
But I'm still sliding 'bout my b*tch (I slide), I lie to my b*tch (Know I do that)
Spoil my lil' b*tch and she'll still slime her a b*tch (Slime)
My girl, she not basic, she like Prada, Chane'-ne'
Every day a payday, she pull up, kick it like Pelé
She send me screenshots, texts (What else?), Snapchats and captions (Ayy)
She gon' text, "Hey, boo," I text back and say, "Hey, you" (Hey, you)