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john ramon - love lyrics

[verse 1:]
uhh i got dreads, wear sbs, and rock shants
i’m from the block so you know a n-gga in his stance
i be trippin cause i’m saggin trynna wear the pants
it’s cause i’m nervous can’t you tell by these stupid rants
i know i f-cked up
my n-ggas say i lucked up
cause you holding me down
even when the dueces was chucked up
i make hits for you
i’ll enroll in the inst-tute
i accept that i was tripping
but baby girl you be tripping too
she flyer than a bird
she never on the curb
she bumping all my sh-t
and she’ll never miss a word
she wanna see change
so i gotta be changed
honestly i’m thankful
she will in to help me change

[hook:]
well how you feel about that (that’s love)
well what you think could make her do that
(love)
have you working on all the sh-t that you lack
even though you know they like you like that
still baby that(s love!)
name something that all the girls shoot for(love)
have you trynna clean it up no loofa (love)
n-ggas do it all for the money but honey tell me what would you do for (love)

[verse 2:]
i got a mission
to tell people who listen
my life wit no filter but will that have you missin?
you know i’m wit it all these missions i be hittin
ima spend it when i get it
it’s comin wit no limits
so what you on lets link
baby i got you
i did you wrong so treat you good i got too
these n-ggas sell out
get locked up won’t bail out
these n-ggas off brand like pants
baby they not true
look i’m just trynna get it right wit you baby
no excuses, stupid sh-t it’s insane how you drive me crazy
but crazy keep it amazing
like 97 you blazing
my breath is what you be taking
you shocked then i must be tazing
holdup
baby girl if they taking shots
then i bust back
name another n-gga that does that
i just gotta earn me some trust back
so when i say
i’m on my way
no doubt you can trust that
its love!

[hook:]

[breakdown:]

i mean i’ll probably do it all honest
earn a stack from the rap blow it all on it
or spend time not a grip
i might trip with a n-gga
i’m love sick with no vomit
i’ll write you poetry bring flowers too
i hope you up
we could be on the phone for hours boo
anything you name it for you it’s nothing
but first you gotta tell me something

[hook:x2]

- john ramon lyrics

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