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Brotha Lynch Hung - My Love lyrics
(Lynch) I know, you remember Holiday Inn Had to hit it from the back drinkin OE and gin I used to eat pussy up, I can't lie, that's really real, really real, really real See I met you through the homies That homie was like cuz, wont you jump up in the cutlass Come and get you some butt Came through swervin off OE like I always do Same two straps in the trunk cuz where you at aint coo I was like boo hold up its midnight and I got the eyes tight Knew it was on just as long as I rub the thighs right Next thing you know, we disrespecting the couch Feel the pressure in my nutts Its about to come out You was like inside, whoride, I don't give a fuck We can fuck untill I throw up all the way to sunrise then cut And thats what happened It was crackin like an omlet Got you hittin that bomb shit And you don't even enhale the chronic Stupid ass biiatch (Pook) I used to love da hoe, I can't lie Bitch had me stuck 25 years later the fuck so many haters ???? Bitch you need to grow up You already know what side I throw up (Westside bitch!) Given our game back to weak niggas to help them niggas blow up But shiesty bitch you know what You gon get back , you gon feel it nigga I heard the FBI tried to shut you down said you done been the nigga Said you (???) violent thoughts And youre a thug wannabe, followin Doing more than lickin the pussy They smellin a tastin, bitin, swollowin leavin the pussyhole hollow Heard the pussy picked up a forth the Henessey bottle Now everybody thinkin nigga fuck, leavin them whiteboys in Colorado But fuck it, let a hoe be a hoe is my motto Cant let it rest Gotta get it off my chest just to express my sorrow I guess your pimp had |
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