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letra de fake love - coca vango

[intro: coca vango]
hey, it’s c0ke
go’n on with the fake love
don’t n0body love n0body
love ain’t never loved n0body, huh
jugg, rich, gang, huh, huh

[chorus: coca vango]
all this fake love, fake love, fake love, fake love, fake love
my old b-tch made me hate love
all this fake love, fake love, fake love, fake love, fake love
these n-ggas ain’t show me no love
all this fake love, fake love, fake love, fake love, fake love
these f-ck n-ggas showed me no love
all this fake love, fake love, fake love, fake love, fake love
these n-ggas ain’t show me no love

[verse 1: coca vango]
n-ggas ain’t show me no love, n-ggas ain’t show me no love
n-ggas wanna talk behind my back then dap me up
i was just a broke young n-gga, these b-tches wasn’t lettin’ me f-ck
i feel like f-ck these b-tches, i ain’t tryna cuff these b-tches
sleepin’ on the floor, sleepin’ in the car
with them tats all on my face, n-gga can’t get no job
b-tch gon’ say she love me then go f-ck my bro
soon as you step foot out that door, new n-gga in her cups
these b-tches ain’t sh-t, these b-tches ain’t sh-t, these b-tches ain’t sh-t
they only wanna come ’round when they see you on your sh-t
these n-gga ain’t sh-t, these n-ggas ain’t sh-t, these n-ggas ain’t sh-t, ayy
when they see a young n-gga walkin’ ’round with the money, they on your d-ck, ayy

[verse 2: derez de’shon]
yeah, uh, soon as the dollars came
that when the b-tches and partners came
that’s when the problems came, yeah
and that’s when them choppers came, yeah
i’m from the bottom b-tch, i used to sleep on the floor
but now i’m on top of things
’bout to whip out the showroom floor and that’s when they started hatin’, yeah-yeah
remember i didn’t have a ride, i had to walk to the store, yeah, uh
remember i wanted to get fly, i had to borrow some clothes, yeah, yeah
that money stacked up to the sky, i spend on diamonds and golds, yeah
i went platinum one time and spent twenty thousand on hoes, yeah
don’t want your fake love
don’t want your fake t-tties, your fake -ss, and your make-up
i got a feeling your b-tch gon’ text me up when she wake up
y’all gettin’ into it, she pull up on me and i f-ck her, she pull up on you, tryna make up
i don’t like your b-tch from the waist up
unless i wake up getting faced up
pull up in that ’65 wagon with it on me, lookin’ like a bank truck
yeah i know that these n-ggas be mad, i know my ex b-tches be sad, uh
but f-ck ’em, i send my new b-tch a bag just to show her that i’m havin’ yeah, f-ck ’em

- coca vango

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