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lovxll – killer shrimp lyrics

[intro: lovxll]
god-d-mn, sh-t
gimme the gimme the gimme the loot
gimme the gimme the gimme the loot
yeah, yeah, yeah, velli, what, what, what

[verse 1: lovxll]
i been gettin h-lla
n-gg-s on the bench tryna stand with me
b-tches on the fence wanna grab me
cuz all of my new sh-t slappin
told them hoes please unhand me
i remember when you couldn’t stand me
now i know you really can’t stand me
cuz i’m lookin’ fine and dandy
and ya hot cuz ya can’t have me
sippin on the ‘yac not brandy
she can’t even get the gram ‘less she nasty
she be in her pictures tryna look cl-ssy
she be in the telly f-ckin like fancy (sheesh)
(aww sh-t, aww f-ck)
do what i wanna, i’m fillin’ mo’
cups up (fill up my cup)
did what i wanted when i was broke

[pre chorus: lovxll]
if you need a package we can ship out
got you n-gg-s sad with ya lip out
i been in my bag tryna pick out
we be havin’ bags in the crib now
catch it off the p-ss like a kickout
‘sace my ring and my flip flops
if you bring a zip we could get high
it take me a zip just to get right

[chorus: lovxll]
blowin k!lla, shrimp dinners, lookin off the balcony
i’m a winner, one percenter, shawty make it clap for me
so much, smoke come, out the crib that, it look like a factory
let ya, roll this, indo, for me, only, if you, p-ss, to me

[bridge: lovxll]
ship out, with ya lip out, tryna pick out, in the crib now
like a kickout, ‘sace my ring and my flip flops
we can get high, just to get riiiiiiiiight

[verse 2: lovxll]
get hot, dawg i’m ’boutta get fire
on the road to gettin’ rich and made a pit stop
pulled up now i’m ’boutta get out
smellin’ like a hunnid backies in a ziplock
velli, 4 shots now she wanna rock
lickin’ on me like she lickin’ on a lollipop
i remember when n-body even knew i dropped
everybody actin’ different when i’m in the spot
flop, not me oh no, i’m straight got the henny on froze
bad b-tch big t-tties -ss on swole
i don’t even trip about the cash no mo’, stuck to the code
if you wanna do a show pay me what i’m owed
i was over bein’ broke it was gettin old
n-gg-s say i’m gettin cold, i been in my mode
it was never easy, but it was the life i chose

[chorus: lovxll]
blowin k!lla, shrimp dinners, lookin off the balcony
i’m a winner, one percenter, shawty make it clap for me
so much, smoke come, out the, crib that, it look, like a, factory
let ya, roll this, indo, for me, only, if you, p-ss, to me

[outro: lovxll]
blowin k!lla, shrimp dinner
so much, smoke come, out the, crib that, it look, like a, factory

- lovxll lyrics

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