letra de i love it - chavo & pi’erre bourne
[chorus]
i love getting money too
ran through a hunnid blues
no, i can’t wait til i run into you
she a little hottie, just look at her body
i told her let’s go and get comfortable
i smoke out the bag, damier on the tag, i threw the receipt out the sunroof
you look at my neck and see cuban on cuban on cuban that’s what this sh-t come to
[verse 1]
i smoke a quarter a week, not the little one either, these four zips ain’t cheap
she can tell off from up top, she love when i speak, she love my demeanor
i told her just hop up on top, after you finish giving me cerebral
clip full and there’s one in the top, gotta hide it from twelve cause this sh-t is illegal
[verse 2]
i talk money and they switchin’ the subject
pull a twenty out make a f-ck n-gga upset
she bad as h-ll i hold her back can’t nut yet
run around the city, run it up til sunset
high as h-ll never passing a drug test
ai, f-ck a hoe then pass her like what’s next
sheriff tryna say i’m a suspect
bust first b-tch we ain’t ever got bust back
[chorus]
i love getting money too
ran through a hundredblues
no, i can’t wait til i run into you
she a little hottie, just look at her body
i told her let’s go and get comfortable
i smoke out the bag, damier on the tag, i threw the receipt out the sunroof
you look at my neck and see cuban on cuban on cuban that’s what this sh-t come to
[chorus]
i love getting money too
ran through a hundredblues
no, i can’t wait til i run into you
she a little hottie, just look at her body
i told her let’s go and get comfortable
i smoke out the bag, damier on the tag, i threw the receipt out the sunroof
you look at my neck and see cuban on cuban on cuban that’s what this sh-t come to
[verse 3]
she thought it was sage, but i’m smoking a spliff, it’s pressure i’m choking again
when i’m shooting i aim for the rim
no i won’t play with you n-ggas
i traded the watch for a better one, he set the price and i paid him the difference
i don’t know how you broke, i know n-ggas rich while they locked up selling cocaine in prison
[chorus]
i love getting money too
ran through a hundredblues
no, i can’t wait til i run into you
she a little hottie, just look at her body
i told her let’s go and get comfortable
i smoke out the bag, damier on the tag, i threw the receipt out the sunroof
you look at my neck and see cuban on cuban on cuban that’s what this sh-t come to
[chorus]
i love getting money too
ran through a hundredblues
no, i can’t wait til i run into you
she a little hottie, just look at her body
i told her let’s go and get comfortable
i smoke out the bag, damier on the tag, i threw the receipt out the sunroof
you look at my neck and see cuban on cuban on cuban that’s what this sh-t come to
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