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​​​​​​​​ilysm - gota luv it lyrics

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little something mellow to smoke too
yo smoke em if you got him
light that f+cking joint up bro
it’s all scuff

[ilysm]
gotta love it
this ain’t chekhov’s gun
it’s no macguffin
he get soft, we knockin out his stuffin
and you quick to gettin bluffin
i roll with a full house
we straight f+ck turn you to nothing

boy you try, don’t even think about cuffin
this sh+t way too dead like threats, we gettin puppy
i let this sh+t all go to my head, it might be somethin
i gotta love it, gotta love, gotta+

get your pay (cash)
i’m still going steal from set though
made the bang my b+tch
so i can show my boys some bank roll
that’s capital b[?]
that’s all you get for your tracks
you only rap bout being broke
we need more effort than that
and b+tch i’m working out this burber
all you going to see is this mac tonight
i’m set alight
all y’all f+cking war with me like satellite
like it’s all right
how mean your life a f+cking soap
so you got to keep it clean
while i go down like all the time
lil boy, i’m f+cking dope
i guess it’s why they want to smoke me
roll me up and put me in they mouth
must be joking, must be g+y
i ain’t know you swing that way
i guess i put him in the transit just the every day
and anyway yeah
we got some sh+t to do
i got a rack on me i swear it look like terry cruz
hey yo, i’m on yo head like majin buu
let my she want to know what the heater do
i might just do what vegeta do
and come through
this ain’t chekhov’s gun
it’s no macguffin
he get soft, we knockin out his stuffin
and you quick to gettin bluffin
i roll with a full house
we straight f+ck turn you to nothing

boy you try, don’t even think about cuffin
this sh+t way too dead like threats, we gettin puppy
i let this sh+t all go to my head, it might be somethin
i gotta love it, gotta love, gotta+

[dis]
i put in time and i’m moving
while you trying to step the dis
see the bottom of my big boots
patchy never miss see
caught in transit like he misty (what?)
y’all ain’t never get me (what?)
getting tipsy, record a verse for ily

for shining like a bright star
no, disy play the right cards
the inventor
acting like my mentor
bob the builder, way we talking tools
talkin to em
wax to the lungs hit me like rocket fuel
got me walking cool
dis dripped up see me stepping out a highlander
dis steal the show
swear to god you just a bystander
paper infrastructure
yeah you crumple when there’s light banter
dis enter in the game, just like a skylander
i don’t like you one bit
k!ll bill cord alumnus
stealing with the bluntness
i respond with numbness
tripping at the function
no limewire, get it honest
need a thousand dollar bill to save some trees from cutted
[ilysm]
this ain’t chekhov’s gun
it’s no macguffin
he get soft, we knockin out his stuffin
and you quick to gettin bluffin
i roll with a full house
we straight f+ck turn you to nothing, noth+

boy you try, don’t even think about+
this sh+t way too dead like threats, we gettin+
i let this all, this all, this all, might be somethin
i gotta love it, love it, love it, love it



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