ฟังเพลงLOVE (feat. Trippie Redd) (Explicit)

LOVE(feat. Trippie Redd) (Explicit) - Shordie Shordie/Murda Beatz/Trippie Redd

Lyrics by：Luis Witkiewitz/Raquan Hudson/Shane Lindstrom

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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 f**k and make up

Know what you like everybody good

No point of f**king 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 f**k and make up

Know what you like everybody good

No point of f**king 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 n***a 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 n***a 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 n***a know what to do

Thinking even in the bed

Your daughter always give a n***a head

But now she ain't answering the phone

Texting like leave a n***a 'lone

And I ain't never live around trees

I smoke that tree still wish a n***a would

Hear a lil' knock at the door so

I let you in now you saying s**t good

Ayy I'm used to f**king with the bad b***hes

Like where you at on the way

I'ma do a hunnit a day

I like to come with the bad b***hes

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 f**k and make up

Know what you like everybody good

No point of f**king 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 f**k and make up

Know what you like everybody good

No point of f**king 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 b***h

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 f**k and make up

Know what you like everybody good

No point of f**king 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 f**k and make up

Know what you like everybody good

No point of f**king 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 f**k and make love

Know what you like everybody good

No point in f**king it up

I was on your mind

Aaaaaaaaa

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