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love to strip - weloveyouamiri lyrics

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[verse]
she got a fat ass and she love to strip
wearin all blue and i’m not a f*ckin crip
wake up everyday i be gettin lit
told my brodie pass the blunt i wanna hit it
i be running red lights not talking squid game
i be spazzing on the beat i’m goin insane
she be yappin all the time you gotta explain
i be walking on these beats jus like i’m mike jack
you gon see me in the streets i be really like that
i be so hot i need a f*cking ice bath
runnin up the score i’m needing my stats

[bridge]
she told me she a mothaf*ckin dancеr
i ask how much you make she ain’t evеn got an answer
she gon f*ck with zodiacs and i’m a f*cking cancer

[verse]
that’s a mothaf*ckin lie
imma stay solid in the streets i neva caught a f*ckin crime
stayin clean trynna get a baddie that is fine
i just want a b*tch that’s gon sip up on some wine (exquisite)
i got a rolly i ain’t even tell the time
no ladder in the game but imma mothaf*ckin climb
static that’s my brotha that’s my mothaf*ckin slime (yxng static)
that’s the jordan to my mothaf*ckin pippen
we be talkin sh*t and hitting l!cks
he gon wake up, brush his t**th and f*ck your b*tch
[verse]
i be smooth but i’m on some player sh*t
i be walkin like i’m elegant but you know that i’m not heaven*sent
f*ck a dollar you worth seven cents
i be settin all these mothaf*ckin trends
hatin on these b*tches but i love to make amends
so i can f*ck one up in my benz
mako cookin up on them stems
that’s a real one he be making heat
we be big steppin, not no seven f*cking feet

[bridge]
they ask if it’s act, nah it’s f*cking tea
[verse]
i can do this in my f*cking sleep
wake up i be f*cking hearing beep beep
they trynna cover up the world with some mothaf*cking bleeps
who gon need the truth and who’s gon not
run your f*cking mouth and you get shot
everyone can be f*cking bought
no limit, not no f*cking price
i be takin chances rollin all the mothaf*ckin dice
got her wet gotta cover up with some rice
she saying i f*cking smell good she acting real nice
she want my hand around her neck she want my f*cking vice
want the f*cking vice and we not talking gta
steal the car and we gonna f*cking get away
wake up every morning i just want a f*cking k
imma box a hater like my name is f*cking jake
count him out to like f*cking 10
b*tch please
you cannot hit my pen
you ain’t even like a mothaf*ckin 10
she be praying on my d*ck like f*ckin amen
i be wearing chrome hearts like i’m ken
i be f*cking chillin i just need my f*cking zen
free my homie static, he ain’t even in the pen

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