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frankytherapper7 - love slang lyrics

[verse 1]

white gang, black fang/
tell these hoes the same thang/
direct message , waiting till the phone rang/
make them fall in love with me, and then make all their hearts stang/

[interlude]
dang/
i let the love hang/
i made that heart sang/
i should’ve ran like forest gump till a n-ggas legs sprang/
huhhh/

[1 chorus (repeat twice)]
that’s the love slang/
break the b-tches hearts/
that’s the love slang/
the love slang, that’s the love slang
break the b-tches hearts/
that’s the love slang/

ugh/

[verse 2]

let these n-ggas see a king/
sweet talk, sweet talk, don’t worry bout a thing/
if you really love the b-tch, give er a ring/
no, but, …. these n-ggas are all talk, f-ck you and the recession/
n-ggas try to hold me down, f-ck the repression/
showing sk!lls with the lyrical transgression/
f-cked so many b-tches, my main b-tch my accession/
forget bout the federation, i made my own succession/
the rap game…,in the trance of thought, is my lyrical profession/
now, why the f-ck is your girl, still in depression/
maybe its cause she needs a real n-gga and a real obsession/
that’s why i never understood the use of aggression/
look at a n-gga wrong, with the blank face expression?/
n-gga chill…., you still asking questions???/
you gotta,….. supplement the suppression/
intercepted yo’ b-tch, now yo’ b-tch in my possession/
-frank the primace, fire cuz’ i make good impressions/
moved to fourth base, on the first date, that’s progression/
our love will never end in, digression/
we can f-ck in public, i don’t give-a-f-ck bout discretion/
f-ck the 4-12, life, isn’t oppression/
manipulate your mind, jumping dreams like inception/
living life to perfection/
not showing b-tches affection/
if i f-ck-a-b-tch, she’s another to my collection/
you a fake -ss n-gga, let me show you to your direction/
i took yo’ b-tch, to a sk!ll of perception/
never wearing protection/
never making connections/
feeling kinda special/
staring at my reflection/
looming at my, eh, almost perfect complexion/
bars for days, got perfect reception/
-frank da primace, fire cuz’ i just k!lled this session/

[bridge]
i let the love hang/
i made the heart sang/
i should’ve ran like forest gump, till a n-ggas legs sprang/
hehhh/
[1 chorus]

[outro]
that’s the love slang/
break the b-tches hearts/
that’s the love slang/
i let the love hang/
i made the heart sang/
break the b-tches hearts/
that’s the love slang/
the love slang/

……………yeah/

- frankytherapper7 lyrics

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