paroles de chanson Love Song - Cash Kidd

I done made enough, uh, disrespectful songs to these beautiful women
You feel me
So I'ma finally make a love song

Kicked her out, sent her shit to the storage like iCloud
Pull up, drop a nigga top like it's nice out
Got so many niggas touched, I should be fouled out
When I say I got your bitch archin', ain't her eyebrow
Fell off then made thirty in a few hours
Ooh, she the best with the tongue, call her shoe doctor
Bitch left my socks on the wall like a Foot Locker
I'll fast talk your bitch like I'm Boomhauer

I want all throat, you can sleep with the bitch
This your whole ho, I'm just leasin' a bitch
Y'all meant for each other, you can keep the lil' bitch
She a meatlover, she just want a piece of this dick
I see loyalty in L, so I treat him like my kid
These niggas too emotional, I treat 'em just like Jig
I'ma always love you, dawg,
But can't forget 'bout what you did
Yoshi whacked a nigga, beat the case, they said my nigga snitched

How the fuck is a nigga gon' snitch on himself
Got no love for a bitch, I got rich by myself
All my old hoes broke, spent they rent on a belt
Put a play on a nigga, do the skit by myself, fuck it
I been on the road tourin' like LeToya Luckett
I knew who I was gon' be before I started buzzin'
It take money to go to war, so don't start nothin'
Hangin' out the window, get to airin' like a fart comin' (Baow)
Niggas ain't really sayin' shit like an arm puppet (Nothin')
Finna turn it up on these niggas like my part comin'
I'm tired of listenin' to you talk, bitch, start suckin' (Right now)
Or you can start truckin'

Quit my nine to five, told 'em, this shit ain't for me
Then I scammed a lump sum of the government's money
Please do not call me by my government, honey
Since you say you really love me, go and suck some dick for me
Bring it all back to daddy, you can be my lil' boo
Word on the street we gettin' sixty a blue
I just did a turnaround like a Michigan U
I don't fuck with the pigs, I ain't Winnie the Pooh
They had Dom for kidnappin', but he innocent, ooh
Put a nigga in a trunk like he gettin' in a pool
.30 on me and one, like skip to my lou
Got the ladder with the hammer like I'm fixin' a roof

Bullets jumpin' off the ladder, WWE
I got fifty thousand your nigga ain't fuckin' with me
You a demon with the neck, then I might punch you some weave
.40 spittin' out shells like they sunflower seeds
I done spent two thousand on a couple of tees
My bitch ass so fat, she gotta jump in her jeans
I just bumped into Kimoni for a couple of beans
Hollows to your Adam's apple like you fuckin' with Eve, nigga