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iloveyou - chosen (freestyle) lyrics

[verse: iloveyou]
ha yah
uh iloveyou
yah (gang gang)
i’m going in ya b-tch
f-cking yo b-tch she love me yah
i’m walking out with the drip
a hundred round clip at the end of the stick
b-tch you know i walk in with this sh-t
uh hold on you don’t understand understand where i get it
because i’m fl!cking yo b-tch, hold on had to flip my wrist
yah ya b-tch want to f-ck on my drip
f-ck with ya b-tch she suck it in my whip
what you mean i’m feeling, i’m sucking her cl-t
baby girl i’m all up in ya sh-t
hundred round clip ending the clip let it rip
all of my n-ggas out there with the sh-t’s
holding extendo’s we gon’ bust them clips
swear to god we gon let that hoe hit
yah my gang r-t-rdat we stupid
keeping a toolie you know what i been doing
hit you in ya madula i hit you and you finish
i swear to god you n-ggas out there ain’t wit it
eating these p-ssy n-ggas just all for dinner
my n-ggas out there and we getting to that cash
my n-ggas is winning ya’ n-ggas is last
getting to that paper b-tch i’m getting bags (uh)
b-tch you don’t know i was gon’ spazz
spazz on the beat i finna go in
my name iloveyou and i’m doing this
free og special straight out of the pen (free em’)
that’s my n-gga i ain’t seen him in years (my n-gga)
got to get this paper i’m feeling a tear
hold my n-ggas out dealing with this
how many times we gon’ bust you here
rolling down the windows i’m keeping a stick
baby girl she want to do me and this
look at me and she going off the rip (uh huh)
i’m going in and i will never gon’ trip
never gon’ trip and never gon’ fold (never gon’ fold)
keeping this clip and b-tch keep a pole
my n-ggas out there gon’ let it blow
pull up at ya head and gon’ let it blow
my n-ggas out there moving slow
all at post oak we gon’ do the most
i ain’t gotta brag or boast yah, hold just give me a toast
real n-gga walk in and you know it
f-cking ya b-tch and i’m steady flowing
been in this sh-t and i’m just rolling
rolling this b-tch and i’m rolling exotics
rolling exotics i’m high with the pilots
soaring lil’ b-tch and i really don’t know
you n-ggas is [?]
look at my gas b-tch it’s kush cologne (kush)
walking in that b-tch that sh-t so strong (so strong)
you feeling me good you know what i want
give her that good give her that bone
f-cking that b-tch and i don’t send her home
send her home you can keep her yah
i don’t give a f-ck about a eater yah (i don’t)
get my money like jeter yah (derek jeter b-tch)
knock it out park like derek jeter (derek jeter b-tch)
yah b-tch is a eater yah
i don’t really want her just keep her
running it up and worry about a [?]
talking that sh-t she really is my teacher
she give me that head, she give me that slurp
mixing these xans, mixing these percs (i’m mixing sh-t)
hey hold up let me pour up a lil’ purp’
feeling so good i roll it in a wood uh ya
she suck on my wood, rolling a wood i feel so good
exotics i’m the air i really don’t care
and when i walk it it’s hard to stare (it’s not)
it’s cold in these streets i need a moncler
y’all n-ggas mad i do it for real
pull up with a stick, pull up with a steel
young n-gga out here i’m doing a drill (bang)
hold on finna go k!ll
yah f-cking that b-tch off of a pill
i been out here just off of a mill
yah b-tch i need a whole f-cking mill
freestyle sh-t b-tch i’m going in
y’all n-ggas out there ain’t gon’ win (y’all not)
free og special straight out of the pen
yah yah
iloveyou
b-tch

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