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Correct Love You/How I'm On It Lyrics
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Correct Love You/How I'm On It
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I just wanna love her, she won't let me love her Too busy being a bitch, busy being in my shit My name buzzin' these bitches fuckin' I'm being rich I just wanna love you, hard for me to love you Too busy being a bitch, busy being in my shit My name buzzin' these bitches fuckin' I'm being rich Yapping in my ear though About the rumors that you hear so These bitches love the kid hoe Bitches fuckin' I don't give her dough I'm that nigga and I made it that way Out in Brooklyn they say I'm the new Biggie or Jay All my Cubans about a Kilo in weight I be boomin' all these niggas that hate Girl you fuckin' out your whore mind Bringing chicks up from my old time If you with me be happy I'm a gold mine I'm still spending dough from 09' I just wanna love her, she won't let me love her Too busy being a bitch, busy being in my shit My name buzzin' these bitches fuckin' I'm being rich I just wanna love you, hard for me to love you Too busy being a bitch, busy being in my shit My name buzzin' these bitches fuckin' I'm being rich I just get some jo-jo, I'm in love with her throat throat No evidence or photos, it's our little secret so you won't know From the back like the po-po, keeling you over in your 4 door You know that we violent, they approach slow When I peel you its over, got my hat low I escaped just to do it again Can't escape putting you through the pain All this cake made I'm doing my thing Bitch you straight, still you do is complain I just wanna love her, she won't let me love her Too busy being a bitch, busy being in my shit My name buzzin' these bitches fuckin' I'm being rich I just wanna love you, hard for me to love you Too busy being a bitch, busy being in my shit My name buzzin' these bitches fuckin' I'm being rich You don't understand the type of shit that I'm on 'Cause all you niggas weak and I'm just hitting it strong They say I'm slightly off this but my pistols be on I'm on it that's how I'm on it everyday You don't understand the type of shit I'm on 'Cause if I fuck your bitch I guarantee you she gone She ain't fake or [?] I put that bitch in a song 'Cause I'm on it that's how I'm on it everyday Getting this dough, fuckin' these hoes nigga I do what I say Semi-Autos, hollow tips loaded nigga we filled to the head Heat on my foes, creep on 'em low love when I see them fo' dead We don't love hoes, we just get chose do you see me shaking my head? The hat by Gucci, the shoes by Gucci But the backpack Louis and the cash stacks doofy That's that stupid bread, I get stupid bread Keep looking for proof he said, my coupe is red we rolling You don't understand the type of shit that I'm on 'Cause all you niggas weak and I'm just hitting it strong They say I'm slightly off this but my pistols be on I'm on it that's how I'm on it everyday You don't understand the type of shit I'm on 'Cause if I fuck your bitch I guarantee you she gone She ain't fake or [?] I put that bitch in a song 'Cause I'm on it that's how I'm on it everyday I'm dope like Anita, probably more lethal You're fraud and you're see through, no we don't believe you Pussy you ignant, like the movie star actor You look at me greasy and you know I'm about action The lights, the cameras shining all on my jewels She light, she Spanish bitch in her mood And she ain't never fucked no nigga in Versace socks And the way I'm about to pop, Cartier all on the watch You don't understand the type of shit that I'm on 'Cause all you niggas weak and I'm just hitting it strong They say I'm slightly off this but my pistols be on I'm on it that's how I'm on it everyday You don't understand the type of shit I'm on 'Cause if I fuck your bitch I guarantee you she gone She ain't fake or [?] I put that bitch in a song 'Cause I'm on it that's how I'm on it everyday
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