Lyrics:
wanna f*** you, but nah
Every time I look into your eyes I get lost
Like the world stop
You got me caught up like I fell in some quicksand damn, you was
To accept charges, press five now
Well, 1-luv, oh
1-luv, well, well, well, well
1-luv, oh
1-luv, well, well, well, well, well
Remember that game Fat Bank
Damn I Luv it
Girl quit Playin and Buss it
Wide Open, like Oven
We Smokin, Discussing
Our Hopes in Becoming
So Dope, ends Be Coming
Quick Scope, them
Baby grind on me
The way you back it up girl it hold me
I'm by ya side when you lonely
And shorty ride like she owe me
That thing it control me
[Chorus]
[Young Buck]
Shit ain't really all good but I luv da hood
All I need is my weed I luv da hood
We ain't living like we should but I luv da hood
But
[Chorus]
[Young Buck]
Shit ain't really all good but I luv da hood
All I need is my weed I luv da hood
We ain't living like we should but I luv da hood
But
Yeah, Yeah, Ay
But go ahead and fuck it up!
Yeah, Are You Mad at Luv?
Damn, have you had enough?
Damn, was it bad enough?
Girl, Are You Mad at Luv?
Damn
a trance just by looking at her ass
After 5 minutes, yo she looking in my pants
Book your bookings in advance cuz she fills up real quick
Looking for some
want you to go home
(Home)
With me All the time!
Never think about it
Baby I just need you by my side! Yeah!
(By my side)
You're my Luv3r!
In my eyes
Cleveland
Ha, ha! What's poppin', nigga?
Put your muthafucking hands on your strap, nigga
Thug Luv, nigga. Yeah, we can do this like gangstas and slug it
Cleveland
Ha, ha! What's poppin', nigga?
Put your muthafucking hands on your strap, nigga
Thug Luv, nigga. Yeah, we can do this like gangstas and slug it
Cleveland
Ha, ha! What's poppin', nigga?
Put your muthafucking hands on your strap, nigga
Thug Luv, nigga. Yeah, we can do this like gangstas and slug it
that moves me, yeah
(great stuff, luv your stuff), mmm, I luv your stuff
(great stuff, luv your stuff), at five o'clock in the morning
(great stuff, luv
Cleveland
Ha, ha! What's poppin', nigga?
Put your muthafucking hands on your strap, nigga
Thug Luv, nigga. Yeah, we can do this like gangstas and slug it
THEY DID JUST EACH OTHER YELL ALL DID SEEM 2 B LIKE HELL
FINALLY THEY STOPED 2 GO IT IS VAIN THEY JUST DID KNOW
BUT JERRY DID LUV HER STILL NO 1 KNOWS
Cleveland
Ha, ha! What's poppin', nigga?
Put your muthafucking hands on your strap, nigga
Thug Luv, nigga. Yeah, we can do this like gangstas and slug it
2Pac:
Ha, ha! What's poppin', nigga? Put your muthafuckin' hands on your
strap, nigga. Thug luv, nigga. Yeah, we can do this like
gangstas and slug
Woo!
What would you do?
Everything, Everything
Everything, Everything
Kazie!
C5 what up my nigga?
Right
Uh!
This sound like silk robes with
4.5 like cuz I didn't do anything to you
Yeah yeah
She knows, I know, she knows
She ask "Yvng Marc where your luv go", like hoe who knows
Like your
L.B.C. like
(I luv it!) We do the damn thang all night, better yet fo' life
I luv it! We keepin that shit G
'Cause that's all I see
I luv it!
We
damn baby , sorry I made you sad
Here , take my heart , take my luv , my hand
And yea you took my hand
And baby we up and went
All that time we fucking
don't know what to say
Baby don't stop moving!
Stars Collect but I want you to be
my damn wife!
Maybe someday the kiss will look
like we luv each other!
That's why I moved down south cuz in mass im already stuck
She sent a hundred likes on instagram but she don't luv me me me me
She tried to be my friend
Damn Hype
One and um
And two and um
Every Friday night we like to cool at the jams
And if the MC ain't workin, I smack the mic out his hands
If the beat
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