ฟังเพลงLOVE(feat. Trippie Redd) (Explicit)

Song: LOVE (feat. Trippie Redd)

Artist: Shordie Shordie & Murda Beatz

Lyrics: Murda Beatz, WizzleGotBeats, Trippie Redd & Shordie Shordie

Composed: WizzleGotBeats & Murda Beatz

Mm, mm, mm, mm

Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm

(Murda on the beat so it's not nice)

Why don't we make L-O-V-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E?

Why don't we just fuck and make up?

Know what you like, everybody good

No point of fucking it up

I was on your mind, say you got time

Come, come let me take it up

Why don't we make L-O-V-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E?

Why don't we just fuck and make up?

Know what you like, everybody good

No point of fucking it up

I was on your mind, say you got time

Come, come let me take it up

Like you got a thing for a nigga that been tellin’

Turn it around, let me show what I do

I got a thing for a girl with a thing

'Cause it show you that she got her mind on her too

Her mama like whatever nigga she like, she just send him to Daddy for him to approve

I say I'm her daddy, she look at me happy like, "Baby girl, this nigga know what to do"

Thinking even in the bed

Your daughter always give a nigga head

But now she ain't answering the phone

Texting like, "Leave a nigga 'lone"

And I ain't never live around trees, I smoke that tree, still wish a nigga would

Hear a lil' knock at the door so I let you in, now you saying shit good

Ayy, I'm used to fucking with the bad bitches

Like, "Where you at?" "On the way"

I'ma do a hunnit a day, I like to come with the bad bitches

So I came anyway 'cause I'm on it

Could've took another route, I ain't wanna

'Cause I take this exit and send this message

Then I'm gone

Why don't we make L-O-V-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E?

Why don't we just fuck and make up?

Know what you like, everybody good

No point of fucking it up

I was on your mind, say you got time

Come, come let me take it up

Why don't we make L-O-V-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E?

Why don't we just fuck and make up?

Know what you like, everybody good

No point of fucking it up

I was on your mind, say you got time

Come, come let me take it up

Shawty, we in love

I feel too much pain when you're not around me

Love champagne when I'm in the club

I can't, can't run away, can't run away from you (Bae)

I spilled some paint on a mink, bitch, I'm elite, iced-out Patek Phillipe

I graduated in the streets, critique in the sheets

Better have your nails and feet done

You could bring your friend, have a threesome, yeah

I tried to tell you don't fall in love

All the things that I did and you still won't give up

Is it L-O-V-E?

I'm in the room but I still make it bleed

Baby, beg to me

Why don't we make L-O-V-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E?

Why don't we just fuck and make up?

Know what you like, everybody good

No point of fucking it up

I was on your mind, say you got time

Come, come let me take it up

Why don't we make L-O-V-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E?

Why don't we just fuck and make up?

Know what you like, everybody good

No point of fucking it up

I was on your mind, say you got time

Come, come let me take it up

Oh, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

Oh, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

Why don't we make L-O-V-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E?

Why don't we just fuck and make love?

Know what you like, everybody good

No point in fucking it up

I was on your mind