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letra de your love - crimeapple & big ghost ltd

i can’t believe this sh-t, somehow i believe this sh-t though, i do, i’m f-cked up, i am

wah, wah

[verse 1:]
when i got some sh-t to eat, you know you got some too
zero degrees, we split peas, strip hot as soup
nose is runny, little buddy i would tie your shoes
come to find your lips loose, you try and tie my noose
you know my mama and my blood type, this sh-t is hopeless
an ounce to the face to cope with, how i miss the moments, mixed emotions, a condolence, i can skip the notion
once my joban, now a rodent, little whiskers showing
my heart is crushed, tell me who can i trust
out here trying to stay cool, but it’s humid as f-ck
and you know you switched up when your mother is done, running up to mine outside like what has he done
better call sloman and add some more features to your home, you got one too many secrets in your dome
you can’t be too safe, cause it’s basically toothpaste
when i see you outside, both my families gotta cry

wah, yeah, but still, i need you to love me, d-mn, i know that’s just love in disguise, i know better, you f-cked up, wah, wah

[verse 2:]
i’m too familiar with love and it’s limitations
i know you probably hate the day you heard me on the station, it’s been a minute since you lifted your apr-n, let him taste it
now you whining for respect, spewing fabrications
secretly i know you wish you didn’t hit that clinic
i know my new b-tch got your stomach feeling twisted
you had me throwing up a lung, you let my brother kiss it
how terrific, he can have your little puffer fish, you crab b-tch, chicken head egg, eating popeyes, i’m the first guy
to let you feel them cuts without peroxide, it’s only right
i kept a piece of you when we locked eyes
pull up on you now, wrist candy, leave you c-ckeyed
your ass lopsided, a knee jade from sears and roebuck
slightly rotund, looking gross as your children’s roebuck
you better work hard and pray, b-tch, stray b-tch
my sh-t too fire to put your name in this
wah, wah, you f-cked up, b-tch, crazy b-tch, yeah, you know you f-cked up, could’ve been beautiful, you sending a lot of hate my way, but i know what time it is, i know all too well, i need you to love me, bum ass b-tch

[outro:lukey cage]
i know you love me, peace, peace, peace, i’ma learn you real quick, you can’t hide that, know what i mean, n-ggas be falling in love with hoes, like strippers and sh-t, strippers are desensitized to what you say, cause they hear the sh-t all the time, everything you say to her, she already heard that sh-t 30 times that day, now i ain’t saying all strippers are hoes, but how many hoes you see at juma, my n-gga, you find me 10 strippers

- crimeapple big ghost ltd

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