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dark lo - god love it lyrics

[intro]
[?]
looking good, lo?
well tell [?] come scoop me. where [?] at?
need some coconut water, man
box of green tea
i got you, man
tell that f-ckboy we don’t beef on the internet
no, no
blow your head off, in the funeral, hug your mom
i’m into sh-t like that
[?] n-gga

[verse 1]
d-mn
n-gga, if you riding, let’s get it in public
this flow from the heavens, i bet you god love it
broad day, bump heads, i bet you die, sucker
dice game, point eight, i bet you 500
thirty shots on your block, a body in the summer
we the bounty hunters, drought time county numbers
all my youngings questlove, i’ll be ‘round the drummers
let that n-gga show his face, i’ll put him down and under
this 2pac with the nose ring
caught slipping, hit him up, it was no thing
a young [?], shooting arm joe namath
you not familiar, p-ssy n-gga, i don’t know your language
cabrón, suck my d-ck, maricón
blow a n-gga roof off, now n0body home
and i got this new b-tch that n0body bone
it’s john gotti clone, minus talking on the phone

[hook]
getting head in the whip and i d-mn near crashed it
me and ab took them bricks, it was still in plastic
give a n-gga blue steel, but it’s all plastic
make a n-gga rush your crib, heard it’s in the mattress
only ask you once then i let you have it
undefeated on these chumps, you better check my status
past due, gats blew, hats flew
young b-tch, tattoos, life’s a b-tch, cash rules

[verse 2]
d-mn
no, no, we don’t beef on the internet
that sh-t for hoes, that sh-t for weirdos, we ain’t into that
did a show and played the crowd, we was in the back
they got me running with a stick like i was in iraq
it’s gold kush by the bush and it’s what i’m breathing
it’s summer time, i can’t wait ‘til it’s hoodie season
razor work to his face, you should’ve seen him leaking
up close, closed casket, we did him decent
big truck and a lot of coins
pin game insane, a young donald goines
you get it with insurance, i built up my endurance
one slip up, you get hit up, tear all through your garments
i resurrected when you least expect it
get you k!lled while i’m sleep, boy i’m well connected
do this for the streets and n-ggas in corrections
i’m coming for collections, i’m k!lling all contestants

[outro]
n-gga, if you riding, let’s get it in public
this flow from the heavens, i bet you god love it
broad day, bump heads, i bet you die, sucker
dice game, point eight, i bet you 500

- dark lo lyrics

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