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Løve Løst
Tezzus
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Yeah
Yeah
(Woo-woo), I'm sippin' Quagen and poppin' Percs
I hear these drugs calling
He was poppin' that shit like he was gangsta
'Till that slug caught him (Bow, bow)
I'm disappointed by the way you move (Bow, bow)
But it ain't no love lost
She was acting too stiff, now this bitch geeked
I think my love got her
I'ma keep it real with all my dogs, I'm hopin' it rub off (Øway, Øway)
I'ma keep it real for all of my dogs
'Cause I'd be nun' without 'em (Øway, Øway)
I can feel your vibe from across the country
I know your soul callin' (Woo)
You can be betrayed or maybe killed
But that's when love got you
Yeah
We shot that boy, and he lost his shoe
He lookin' like Cinderella
I'ma stay down and run up them bands as tall as Capela
I'm poppin' out, 424, my pants is probably Margiela
Lil' bitch, I'm fresh as a reverend (Damn)
Lil' bitch, I'm poppin' like kettle (Woo)
That crossed Ø my favorite letter (Woo)
I send Kixkdor to finish the mission
If she pretty, I kiss on her kitty (Mwah)
It was times that I was just down bad (Mwah)
There was no other choice but to get it (Damn)
I know it's hard to really stay down (Yeah)
Ain't nobody peepin' your vision (Yeah)
I feel like the man (Yeah), with all of these chains
And black trucks that's filled up with bitches
I walk through the building with a Glock in my vest (Yeah)
I feel like my name is 50
Slatt, yeah
Uh-huh
Oh yeah, oh yeah (Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, Øway)
Oh yeah
They say the Devil wears Prada, well, I be wearin' Prada
I don't care if it's a 110 dollars
I'm gettin' that manslaughter (Slatt)
My boy tote that stick like Harry Potter
We came for every poster
Now I wake up in shit from Ferragamo
And they care about us (Øway)
I made mills, the plug that used to front me
And I still robbed 'em
I'm pullin' up, you owe me money
Nigga, red dollars (Slatt)
I cracked his head straight through the skully
With a belt bottom (Blatt)
I think these niggas comin' for me, you gon' hear about 'em
I remember days when they ain't love me
I shed tear showers (Oh, yeah)
I drove from state to state through that country
It took ten hours
I've grown away from crabs in a bucket
I want sand castles (Oh, yeah)
I told my gang shit going up, the man upstairs got us (Øway)
I just be thankin' the man that's in them stairs
He made a way for me
The way lil' bitch dropped to her knees
And stared was like she prayed for me
When she suck my dick, I pull her hair
She make me yank her weave
I'm in the moshpit, where all the ragers be (Slatt)
I'm sippin' Quagen and poppin' Percs
I hear these drugs calling
He was poppin' that shit like he was gangsta
'Till that slug caught him (Bow, bow)
I'm disappointed by the way you move (Bow, bow)
But it ain't no love lost
She was acting too stiff, now this bitch geeked
I think my love got her
I'ma keep it real with all my dogs, I'm hopin' it rub off (Øway, Øway)
I'ma keep it real for all of my dogs
'Cause I'd be nun' without 'em (Øway, Øway)
I can feel your vibe from across the country
I know your soul callin' (Woo)
You can be betrayed or maybe killed (Baow, baow)
But that's when love got you