India Pt. 3

India Pt. 3 - Lil Durk

Lyrics by：Durk Banks/Trenton Turner/Hagan Lange

Composed by：Durk Banks/Trenton Turner/Hagan Lange

The way you snatched my heart feel like you had it before

The way I kiss your lips feel like I kissed you before

F**k you from the back feel like I hit it before

And I asked you for some anus like you ain't did it before

Before me I don't care who was before me

Lonely now you ain't gotta be lonely

My baby

I gravitated towards your love for the making

Baby

Yeah Yeah Yeah

Our marriage

Make sure you make a hundred M's off cosmetics

When I decide to get you a ring I'm getting all carats

And they sneak diss from fake pages they all jealous

And when I do tell you I love you it don't be small letters

And you gon' cuss a n***a out trynna f**k for some Margielas

I hate when you try to ignore me

They tried to say that you ain't for me

I had to figure it out on my own had to take you on this journey

Got my heart screamin' uhuhuh mhmhmh

Stop movin' girl I'm bout to cum

I changed your life from the ghetto

You got me screamin'

Put you in that rose gold take off that metal

Love when your landing see you at arrivals

No label song wasn't for you I need a title

Done f**kin' these h*es everywhere I need a bridal

She don't care to be around my boys

You concealed to carry my heart like

I don't want no different h*es like Floyd

Give you my last name that's Banks like Lloyd

I'm holding you down

You're so used to clowns

Pop up unannounced

Told me he a mouse

Told me don't give him pounds

Told me he ain't allowed

Told me he ain't my crowd

It was true so I'm proud

Make me proud make me proud make me proud make me proud Baby