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chulo ramon - love lyrics

yeah, yeah, yeah
you know it!
it’s all love this way
yeah…freshgang, freshgang. unh

i love all my hoes, my b+tch don’t
i love getting money, i don’t claim broke
i love my jewelry gold, i may flood it out
i love all my haters, give ’em somethin’ to talk about

b+tch i got that wave, my vibe different
these hoes not getting saved, i’m not a bishop
duval county raised, i’m so official
you can get ya issue, choppers like jujitsu
i’m on a roll, i’m outchere grinding like a pro skater
you talkin dough, you know i’m there like good neighbor
that money grow, you see more faces than a screen saver
they hating more i just go animal like power rangers
morphed into a monster, conversations mathematics
bout that dollar that glock 40 get so charismatic
henny with no chaser make that p+ssy fantastic
don’t hit this gas too hard that sh+t’ll make you asthmatic
these n+ggas mad and i can’t help ’em
focused on the cash, no problems welcomed
all that hate you send my way, it ain’t no pressure
tryna stop my reign, it feel like love, i must be special
i love all my hoes, my b+tch don’t
i love getting money, i don’t claim broke
i love my jewelry gold, i may flood it out
i love all my haters, give ’em somethin’ to talk about

no chaser or no ice inside my cognac
on a crazy paper chase i need a prozac
last of the real n+ggas imma throwback
freebirdz got yo b+tch picking like a photograph
can’t deny me b+tch, that’s blasphemous
no you can’t compete, i’m too immaculate
just know if i speak, then it’s accurate
they want smoke i give ’em more problems than calculus
can’t give these hoes a fraction, ain’t got a f+ck to to my name
i told the coach don’t need no timeouts, i’m controlling the game
told yo hoe don’t blow my phone up, i might be with the bae
twist my fingers, make that w, they know it’s the gang
i’m too busy getting money on these n+ggas
from the city where it’s 85 in the winter
i got love for n+ggas on the grind for they figures
i love b+tches who don’t need a dime from a n+gga, yeah

i love all my hoes, my b+tch don’t
i love getting money, i don’t claim broke
i love my jewelry gold, i may flood it out
i love all my haters, give ’em somethin’ to talk about
tryna get it
hustle hard this ain’t a hobby that i’m living
shout out the squad the ones who rode from the beginning
move on my own don’t need n0body else permission
and i love every minute
you know it!

i love all my hoes, my b+tch don’t
i love getting money, i don’t claim broke
i love my jewelry gold, i may flood it out
i love all my haters, give ’em somethin’ to talk about

b+tch i got that wave, my vibe different
these hoes not getting saved, i’m not a bishop
duval county raised, i’m so official
you can get ya issue, choppers like jujitsu

- chulo ramon lyrics

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