Love Song lyrics

by

Cash Kidd


[Intro]
(Don't tell me "I told you so," Asher)
I done made enough, uh
Disrespectful songs to these beautiful women, you feel me?
So I'ma finally make a love song
(Damn, Machu, why'd you have to do 'em like that?)

[Verse]
Kicked her out, sent her sh*t to the storage like iCloud (f*ck on)
Pull up, drop a n*gga top like it's nice out (Baow)
Got so many n*ggas touched, I should be fouled out
When I say I got your b*tch archin', ain't her eyebrow, huh (Fact)
Fell off, then made thirty in a few hours (Bands)
Ooh, she the best with the tongue, call her Shoe Doctor (Ooh)
b*tch left my socks on the wall like a Foot Locker
I'll fast-talk your b*tch like I'm Boomhauer (Fast)
I want all throat, you can sleep with the b*tch (That's your b*tch)
This your whole ho, I'm just leasin' a b*tch (For real)
Y'all meant for each other, you can keep the lil' b*tch
She a meatlover, she just want a piece of this di*k (Get it?)
I see loyalty in L, so I treat him like my kid (My n*gga)
These n*ggas too emotional, I treat 'em just like Jig
I'ma always love you, dawg, but can't forget 'bout what you did (I can't)
Yoshi whacked a n*gga, beat the case, they said my n*gga snitched
How the f*ck is a n*gga gon' snitch on himself? (How?)
Got no love for a b*tch, I got rich by myself (Swear)
All my old hoes broke, spent they rent on a belt (Uh)
Put a play on a n*gga, do the skit by myself, f*ck it (f*ck it)
I been on the road tourin' like LeToya Luckett
I knew who I was gon' be before I started buzzin'
It take money to go to war, so don't start nothin'
Hangin' out the window, get to airin' like a fart comin' (Baow)
n*ggas ain't really sayin' sh*t like an arm puppet (Nothin')
Finna turn it up on these n*ggas like my part comin'
I'm tired of listenin' to you talk, b*tch, start suckin' (Right now)
Or you can start truckin'
Quit my nine-to-five, told 'em, "This sh*t ain't for me"
Then I scammed a lump sum of the government's money (Oops)
Please do not call me by my government, honey
Since you say you really love me, go and suck some di*k for me
Bring it all back to daddy, you can be my lil' boo (For real)
Word on the street we gettin' sixty a blue
I just did a turnaround like a Michigan U
I don't f*ck with the pigs, I ain't Winnie the Pooh
They had Dom for kidnappin', but he innocent, ooh
Put a n*gga in a trunk like he gettin' in a pool
Thirty on me and one like skip to my lou
Got the ladder with the hammer like I'm fixin' a roof
Bullets jumpin' off the ladder, WWE
I got fifty thousand your n*gga ain't f*ckin' with me (Bands)
You a demon with the neck, then I might punch you some weave
40 spittin' out shells like they sunflower seeds
I done spent two thousand on a couple of tees (Light)
My b*tch ass so fat, she gotta jump in her jeans (No cap)
I just bumped into Kimoni for a couple of beans (My baby)
Hollows to your Adam's apple like you f*ckin' with Eve, n*gga
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