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    "Love" Lyrics


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    [Talking continued from Envy the Sunshine]
    Yeah, yeah, I know you wit' her and you all in love.
    What am I supposed to do, congratulate you?

    How you in love wit her, when every thug hit her
    Just met her off a lap dance now you babysit her
    And get her everything she need
    From pills to weed
    Bite into the Forbidden Fruit like Adam and Eve
    I can't believe you all in, when the snake bitch crawlin'
    Watch her slither, body glitter
    I know you did her, you was wit' her when she shed her skin
    She gave you head again to make sure the venom sunk in
    Poison, she fucked all your boys and brought the sex toys in
    Vibrators, she said she was a dick hater
    She didn't want you to fuck her, just masturbate her
    Now you in love wit' the hoe

    You in love wit' that hoe [x11]

    Now this is some sick shit said
    I'm smackin' bitches wit my dick head
    And yellin' 'All tricks dead'
    And if you paid for the pussy ain't nothin' wrong
    To her you just anotha nigga pealin' off ya Sean Jones
    This hoe love pullin' down jabodes
    Behind closed doors, niggaz ready to bust those
    But some niggaz be like 'I love you'
    We like 'Fuck you dyke, suck a pussy too'
    The bitch is raw, I mean yo bitch is raw
    Sucked the milkshake straight out the straw
    Flippin' up outta her drawers like Dominique Dawes
    Now you runnin' round tellin' niggaz she all yours


    I love you
    I love you
    I love you
    I love you
    How you love that hoe when you know what she is
    Got 5 baby daddies and 8 different kids
    Her last man did a bid for some shit that stank bitch did
    Now she pregnant wit' your kid so you wish you slid
    Last week you said you loved her and you can't get ridda her
    This week she gave you crabs and gave your ass Cymatia
    Fuck you Ms. Jackson, I still don't pity ya
    Bitches lie and suck dick after dick
    And still some niggaz can't cope wit' it
    And be like...
    'I love you, I need you'
    'You my girl, you my girl, fuck whatchu niggaz say, man'

    [TNT Talking]
    Fake ass niggaz! You punks, you niggaz should have pussies
    Instead of dicks! And that's all you fake niggaz!
    This song was submitted on March 5th, 2010 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Thanks to Snap for the contribution to this song.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Roba Music, O/B/O APRA AMCOS, Peermusic Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Richard T. Colhoun, Matthew E. Pierrot, Russell W. Smith, David G. Strilchuk.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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