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letra de romantic - blac youngsta

[intro]
ride or die
she ride or die (yeah)
ride or die

[chorus]
i done got romantic
i opened the car door, gotta approach me like i’m [?]
she done been through so much sh-t, hard for her to trust but i feel her pain (pain)
hard for her to trust a real n-gga when she done with a lame
she done been through so much sh-t, hard for her to love, she won’t love the same
when a broken heart really don’t go away, it leave a stain
when it leave a stain, go to sleep every night with it on your brain
why the f-ck i’ma run some game on my b-tch when i give her [?]? ([?])
ain’t no need for that kiddie sh-t, i’m a grown ass man

[verse]
realest n-gga out my city, i beat n-ggas to the punch (how you doin’?)
introduce myself, told him my name, let me take you out to lunch (nice to meet you)
and i come from sh-t, from them bricks, brokest one up out the bunch (yeah)
even though she [?], ‘fore we f-ck all we did was hunch (yeah)
i’m the type of n-gga ain’t gon’ hit my b-tch, i’m gon’ hit a blunt (no, oh)
you put your hands on a woman, you oughta’ get beat for that (beat for that)
i’m calling out sucker sh-t when i say you ain’t g for that
i was taught treating women like a queen, get on your knee for that
i was taught never giving up on love, search in the sea for that
i jump in the water hoping i don’t drown, i go deep for that
you keep that sh-t a buck with me, i sacrifice me for that
ride or die (ride or die)
real b-tch (real b-tch)
real one gon’ make the bond and never switch (gang, gang)
she a solid b-tch, she don’t care about benefits (gang)
babe, when i get rich, i’ll buy you h-lla’ sh-t (yeah, yeah)
for my b-tch, i’m dumping out the windshield (brrrt)
gotta’ ride with my lil’ b-tch, we been through h-lla’ sh-t (h-lla’ sh-t)
‘fore i let that raindrop hit her, i upped that umbrella quick (‘brella quick)
and we on that death do we part sh-t ’cause this forever sh-t (forever sh-t, yeah)
standing on what she believe in, she p-ssed off the other b-tch (yeah, yeah)
you know these hoes talking greasy, i ain’t talking ’bout a b-tter stick (yeah, yeah)
only time when my b-tch teased me, she f-cked on another b-tch (yeah, yeah)
i know my lil’ b-tch won’t leave me, she too f-cked about the d-ck (’bout the d-ck)
i’m thanking god, count my blessings, i’m not talking ’bout counterfeit (yeah, yeah)
it’s hard to count all the sh-lls that come out the banana clip (brrrt)
tryna’ live my life different but a few n-ggas still got [?] sh-t
gotta’ be careful who you give your love to ’cause they damage it
[chorus]
i done got romantic
i opened the car door, gotta approach me like i’m [?]
she done been through so much sh-t, hard for her to trust but i feel her pain (pain)
hard for her to trust a real n-gga when she done with a lame
she done been through so much sh-t, hard for her to love, she won’t love the same
when a broken heart really don’t go away, it leave a stain
when it leave a stain, go to sleep every night with it on your brain
why the f-ck i’ma run some game on my b-tch when i give her [?]? ([?])
ain’t no need for that kiddie sh-t, i’m a grown ass man

- blac youngsta

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