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ytb fatt - i luv u lyrics

[intro]
girl, you know i love you
no matter what you do
(mmm, manny, cook that sh+t up)
and i hope you understand me
every word i s—

[verse 1]
huh, she doin’ everything on her own
she ain’t got no man at home, hoo
girl, you know i love you, i wanna be there for you
but i got sold+out shows right now, i can’t come home
she got everything on her own, huh
no babysitter, huh, she take care of the kids on her own, huh
she don’t ask for nothin’, she’ll pay the bills on her own
an independent woman, she went got a crib on her own (she bought her own sh+t)
and i can tell when you have s+x, you enjoy the moment
i can tell it been a minute, when i stick it in, it grip on it (tight p+ssy)
and i don’t even trust n0body
last time i turned my back, i caught old girl f+ckin’ my homie
amber rose, p+ssy bald+head, put it on me
i still run that red light when they sneak up on me
and i don’t care nothin’ ’bout the period
and i don’t care if the p+ssy bushy, put that hairy motherf+cker on me

[chorus]
her own sh+t
i really f+ck with her ’cause she got her own sh+t
let’s make a toast, you got your own sh+t
girl, you got your own sh+t
how i got feelings for her? ’cause she got her own sh+t
i really love her, she got her own sh+t
she got her own sh+t
let’s pop it on these hoes, you got your own sh+t
[verse 2]
said she f+ckin’ with a fox, got rid of her old sh+t (a shrimp)
i can send roses through the air, all type of sh+t (through a blimp)
and i ain’t with my old ways, huh
i ain’t tryna be no pimp, for you, i’m tryna be a young rich simp (tryna be all for you)
she was tryna cheat up on me
but at the end of the day, she say, “fatt, them n+ggas don’t ball like you”
she say, “they don’t even hit the mall and ball like you”
(they don’t even send a text or pick up the f+ckin’ phone and call like you)

[chorus]
huh, her own sh+t
i really f+ck with her ’cause she got her own sh+t
let’s make a toast, you got your own sh+t
girl, you got your own sh+t
how i got feelings for her? ’cause she got her own sh+t
i really love her, she got her own sh+t
she got her own sh+t
let’s toast to these b+tches, you got your own sh+t

- ytb fatt lyrics

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