I Luv U Testo
Testo I Luv U
Girl, you know I love you
No matter what you do
(Mmm, Manny, cook that shit up)
And I hope you understand me
Every word I s—
Huh, she doin' everything on her own
She ain't got no man at home, hoo
Girl, you know I love you, I wanna be there for you
But I got sold-out shows right now, I can't come home She got everything on her own, huh
No babysitter, huh, she take care of the kids on her own, huh
She don't ask for nothin', she'll pay the bills on her own
An independent woman, she went got a crib on her own (She bought her own shit)
And I can tell when you have sex, you enjoy the moment
I can tell it been a minute, when I stick it in, it grip on it (Tight pussy)
And I don't even trust nobody
Last time I turned my back, I caught old girl fuckin' my homie
Amber Rose, pussy bald-head, put it on me
I still run that red light when they sneak up on me
And I don't care nothin' 'bout the period
And I don't care if the pussy bushy, put that hairy motherfucker on me
Her own shit
I really fuck with her 'cause she got her own shit
Let's make a toast, you got your own shit
Girl, you got your own shit
How I got feelings for her? 'Cause she got her own shit
I really love her, she got her own shit
She got her own shit Let's pop it on these hoes, you got your own shit
Said she fuckin' with a Fox, got rid of her old shit (A shrimp)
I can send roses through the air, all type of shit (Through a blimp)
And I ain't with my old ways, huh
I ain't tryna be no pimp, for you, I'm tryna be a young rich simp (Tryna be all for you)
She was tryna cheat up on me
But at the end of the day, she say, "Fatt, them niggas don't ball like you"
She say, "They don't even hit the mall and ball like you"
(They don't even send a text or pick up the fuckin' phone and call like you)
Huh, her own shit
I really fuck with her 'cause she got her own shit
Let's make a toast, you got your own shit
Girl, you got your own shit
How I got feelings for her? 'Cause she got her own shit
I really love her, she got her own shit
She got her own shit
Let's toast to these bitches, you got your own shit
No matter what you do
(Mmm, Manny, cook that shit up)
And I hope you understand me
Every word I s—
Huh, she doin' everything on her own
She ain't got no man at home, hoo
Girl, you know I love you, I wanna be there for you
But I got sold-out shows right now, I can't come home She got everything on her own, huh
No babysitter, huh, she take care of the kids on her own, huh
She don't ask for nothin', she'll pay the bills on her own
An independent woman, she went got a crib on her own (She bought her own shit)
And I can tell when you have sex, you enjoy the moment
I can tell it been a minute, when I stick it in, it grip on it (Tight pussy)
And I don't even trust nobody
Last time I turned my back, I caught old girl fuckin' my homie
Amber Rose, pussy bald-head, put it on me
I still run that red light when they sneak up on me
And I don't care nothin' 'bout the period
And I don't care if the pussy bushy, put that hairy motherfucker on me
Her own shit
I really fuck with her 'cause she got her own shit
Let's make a toast, you got your own shit
Girl, you got your own shit
How I got feelings for her? 'Cause she got her own shit
I really love her, she got her own shit
She got her own shit Let's pop it on these hoes, you got your own shit
Said she fuckin' with a Fox, got rid of her old shit (A shrimp)
I can send roses through the air, all type of shit (Through a blimp)
And I ain't with my old ways, huh
I ain't tryna be no pimp, for you, I'm tryna be a young rich simp (Tryna be all for you)
She was tryna cheat up on me
But at the end of the day, she say, "Fatt, them niggas don't ball like you"
She say, "They don't even hit the mall and ball like you"
(They don't even send a text or pick up the fuckin' phone and call like you)
Huh, her own shit
I really fuck with her 'cause she got her own shit
Let's make a toast, you got your own shit
Girl, you got your own shit
How I got feelings for her? 'Cause she got her own shit
I really love her, she got her own shit
She got her own shit
Let's toast to these bitches, you got your own shit
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