i love you - xavi lyrics
i love you lyrics
[intro]
i love you, b*tch
i ain’t never gonna stop loving you, b*tch
chorus: seiji oda]
i need a b*tch
i need a b*tch who gon’ love me
i need a b*tch to hold it down when it get ugly
my b*tch got her own money
she can’t f*ck with no love me
baby lemme ask you something
“is you gon’ f*ck with me, rice, know our sonny?”
my b*tch a gofundme
so don’t talk unless you wanna go fund me
[verse 2: yn jay]
shut the f*ck up, don’t say sh*t to my b*tch
might drop a trophy, put a brick on my wrist
new b*tch got a fat ass, this b*tch thick
i be tricking hoes, i’m a pimp, that’s my b*tch
spend three, four, five thousand on my fit
six, seven, eight, nine b*tches on my d*ck
i got ten b*tches in the room getting hit
suck the d*ck
hold on b*tch lemme see you do the splits
hundred thousand on me, brokе b*tches think i’m rich
i’ma hit the dog with a dog like i’m vick
i got tеn b*tches in the room, take a pic
and they fans, all they really came to do was take a pic
oh that’s yo ho n*gga, i take yo b*tch
b*tch say she never left the hood, take [?]
this real kelly weed, take a hit
suck my d*ck
treat it like a lollipop, take a l!ck
[chorus: seiji oda]
i need a b*tch
i need a b*tch who gon’ love me
i need a b*tch to hold it down when it get ugly
my b*tch got her own money
she can’t f*ck with no love me
baby lemme ask you something
“is you gon’ f*ck with me, rice, know our sonny?”
my b*tch a gofundme
so don’t talk unless you wanna go fund me
[verse 3: mike sherm]
this my motherf*cking b*tch
she don’t sell the p*ssy, she don’t even wanna strip
that coochie is a muscle, motherf*cker got a grip
i know that i’m a dog but i’m ain’t even finna dip
her friends hating on me saying that i got the hoes
let me find out they wanna f*ck me on the low
she got her own brand, she don’t want me for the loaf
a groupie wanna f*ck, then she gotta f*ck us both
they haters baby, don’t listen (shh)
brodies in her dms, hold on you n*ggas trippin’
told her if she ever a problem i’ma fix it
i love you baby, i ain’t worried ’bout these b*tches
f*ck it, we gon’ keep this on the under
beating females if they ever try to jump her
and when we f*ck i don’t even wear a rubber
i got a real classic b*tch, not ratchet
[chorus: seiji oda]
i need a b*tch
i need a b*tch who gon’ love me
i need a b*tch to hold it down when it get ugly
my b*tch got her own money
she can’t f*ck with no love me
baby lemme ask you something
“is you gon’ f*ck with me, rice, know our sonny?”
my b*tch a gofundme
so don’t talk unless you wanna go fund me
[verse 3: seiji oda and lil ricefield
my b*tch thick as h*ll, no bbl
yeah i’ll beat that thang up, but i’ll treat you well
i’m finna make a cologne from her coochie smell
i give her real meat, no taco bell
my b*tch love to undress, but she a fashionista
i think the most distinct test is when i swipe her visa
you ain’t a b*tch, you my b*tch, queen latifah
she always eat if i’m around, i’m a f*cking pizza
yeah my b*tch got a lot of cake
come sit up on my face, i’m tryna suffocate
me, you, and the bank, that’s a double date
baby give me good brains, she’s got a lovely face
anything you can do my b*tch can do better
she love swinging round my pole but i don’t like to be tender
i took my b*tch to the beach, but my beach was much wetter
i need a b*tch who finna suck me forever
[outro: seiji oda]
i need a b*tch
b*tch
i need a b*tch
b*tch, b*tch, b*tch
bi*bi*bi*bi
b*tch
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