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fell in love - ld lyrics

(hook rue melo)
notes on the floor, you already know
got to, got the re*up, re*up(ay)
its all on the floor, knocks at the door
got to, got the re*up, re*up(ay)
i*i*i*i*i*i*i*i
fell in love with the microwave
i*i*i*i*i*i*i*i
fell in love with the pyrex, pyrex(ay)

(verse 1 ld)
king of the south
i just need me to reason now
kitchen looks like a mountain
garm room looks like a shisha lounge
labels talking a hundred k thats coming like a teaser now
my bro made more, grab that pyrex bowl and work he whipped it round
dont talk conspiracy, 61 years to the guys
im still on trial their tryna get rid of me
talking organised crime and county lines and now artillery
always know im talking truth, and theirs no one else that raps as real as me
in skengs we trust, so the mandem lurk religiously
tryna shirt that, just pull up and burn that, ay p*ssio firm that
early morning, out here and im ‘ungry tryna find worm at
bro says he wanna put opps in his riz no chip just bill it and burn that
heard one of them lost their legs still tryna confirm that
ouchh, that had a man shaky, corn touch a mans head and take mans hair like paigeycakey
they was tryna do topboy, so i said gang lets lurk like jamie
still do it like sully, burn mans face like modie little boy rate me
(hook rue melo)
notes on the floor, you already know
got to, got the re*up, re*up(ay)
its all on the floor, knocks at the door
got to, got the re*up, re*up(ay)
i*i*i*i*i*i*i*i
fell in love with the microwave
i*i*i*i*i*i*i*i
fell in love with the pyrex, pyrex(ay)

(verse 2 k*trap)
load it, drive through bet its gonna work this time
third time lucky, me and bro circled twice
before i rapped i worked this line
grease this mash, its working fine
run for your life you don’t wanna get borough bine
spin this girl round twice, lock the strolla, gimme the ice
slip or slide, ill come on a bike and do you up nice
been on a glide, and i’ve been in the t want grub i’ll give you a price
good little spice, cheese to the eyes, wanna give me tonight
headline booking so i let bro go cook him
if i see a man that brakes, tell the dot*dot bellz come and took him
sent them man their with it, told lil bro don’t look in
and if it ain’t holding double digits i don’t wanna hear about wooshings
i was in the field with l, 40 tunnup preeing a goal
and i was in the kitch with l drying a l me on the stove
step with two tryna hit three in a row
and if i say i got it they ain’t gotta see it they know
(hook rue melo)
notes on the floor, you already know
got to, got the re*up, re*up(ay)
its all on the floor, knocks at the door
got to, got the re*up, re*up(ay)

- ld lyrics

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