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weloveyouamiri – love to strip lyrics

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[verse]
she got a fat ass and she love to strip
wearin all blue and i’m not a f+ckin crip
wake up everyday i be gettin lit
told my brodie pass the blunt i wanna hit it
i be running red lights not talking squid game
i be spazzing on the beat i’m goin insane
she be yappin all the time you gotta explain
i be walking on these beats jus like i’m mike jack
you gon see me in the streets i be really like that
i be so hot i need a f+cking ice bath
runnin up the score i’m needing my stats

[bridge]
she told me she a mothaf+ckin dancеr
i ask how much you make she ain’t evеn got an answer
she gon f+ck with zodiacs and i’m a f+cking cancer

[verse]
that’s a mothaf+ckin lie
imma stay solid in the streets i neva caught a f+ckin crime
stayin clean trynna get a baddie that is fine
i just want a b+tch that’s gon sip up on some wine (exquisite)
i got a rolly i ain’t even tell the time
no ladder in the game but imma mothaf+ckin climb
static that’s my brotha that’s my mothaf+ckin slime (yxng static)
that’s the jordan to my mothaf+ckin pippen
we be talkin sh+t and hitting l!cks
he gon wake up, brush his t++th and f+ck your b+tch
[verse]
i be smooth but i’m on some player sh+t
i be walkin like i’m elegant but you know that i’m not heaven+sent
f+ck a dollar you worth seven cents
i be settin all these mothaf+ckin trends
hatin on these b+tches but i love to make amends
so i can f+ck one up in my benz
mako cookin up on them stems
that’s a real one he be making heat
we be big steppin, not no seven f+cking feet

[bridge]
they ask if it’s act, nah it’s f+cking tea
[verse]
i can do this in my f+cking sleep
wake up i be f+cking hearing beep beep
they trynna cover up the world with some mothaf+cking bleeps
who gon need the truth and who’s gon not
run your f+cking mouth and you get shot
everyone can be f+cking bought
no limit, not no f+cking price
i be takin chances rollin all the mothaf+ckin dice
got her wet gotta cover up with some rice
she saying i f+cking smell good she acting real nice
she want my hand around her neck she want my f+cking vice
want the f+cking vice and we not talking gta
steal the car and we gonna f+cking get away
wake up every morning i just want a f+cking k
imma box a hater like my name is f+cking jake
count him out to like f+cking 10
b+tch please
you cannot hit my pen
you ain’t even like a mothaf+ckin 10
she be praying on my d+ck like f+ckin amen
i be wearing chrome hearts like i’m ken
i be f+cking chillin i just need my f+cking zen
free my homie static, he ain’t even in the pen



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