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letra de michigan love - detwan love

[intro: detwan love]
(zhine, you always up to sumthin’)
ayy, yeah
hey, motherf-cker

[verse 1: detwan love]
i never cared if n-ggas f-ck with ’cause i’ma keep goin’
what type of gun them n-ggas had?
they was like, “what type of gun them n-ggas had? that b-tch kept blowin'”
ain’t no point in beatin’ on that b-tch, she gon’ keep hoein’
arguin’ with a n-gga at the gym, should i blow ’em?
nah, twan chill, you got kids, you gotta keep goin’
f-ck a b-tch real good, then go our ways
what the f-ck you wanna link for, to play the game?
b-tch, stop tryna kiss me, i am not bae
all these n-ggas envy me, i can feel it in they handshake
you can’t take d-ck, b-tch, i can tell by your waist shape
one time me and kidd stomped a n-gga out in westgate
titties on my gun, boy, wanna get breastfed?
should i say, “no diddy”? or y’all know what i’m sayin’?
i’m the ghetto ups man, i read what your package said
mm, like merch, i’m gettin’ sh-t sent from pakistan
got all the guns like my granddaddy from iran

[chorus: detwan love]
b-tch, make that p-ssy do the
h-llcat, she like the way engine go
they love my music all the in turkmenistan
and when that ass go—, that’s my favorite dance
when you—, that’s how you make bands
f-ckin’ with my shirt on, i ain’t trippin’, it’s the brands
have you ever been f-cked up? then what’s spam?
for no amount of money, i can be a hound
b-tch say she celibate, she lookin’ for love
you ever thought you won the b-tch and it wasn’t what it was?
you ever had a scramboli? that’s michigan love
[verse 2: ysr gramz]
you ever drop a mixtape and ain’t n0body show you love?
a n-gga open up shop on my block, i’ma blow it up
i done drunk too much don, i’m finna throw it up
you can get hit with this glock or a uppercut
n-ggas always get pop but never pour up
i’m with another n-gga b-tch, we fifty floors up
you lil’ chatty flashin’ two bands, put the pros up
this b-tch forty years old, she a old sl-t
slice a n-gga, watch his skin ripe like a cold-cut
oh, you grown hatin’ on a young n-gga, you a old-f-ck
you let a n-gga take some from you, you a young punk
i’ma ride for my dog like i’m lil’ durk
she take me back after i cheat, she a lil’ dummy
why everybody paintin’ their nails like lil’ pump?
i get them packs in, i’m packman, not bfb
my n-gga gettin’ that white sh-t in like cmg
don’t make me catch you outside like tmz
you know the n-gga paid for a feature if it’s featurin’ me
my n-gga scammed a n-gga for a benz, he from the dmv
my n-gga y from the ‘raq, he be like [?]
i’ll beat a n-gga ass like triple g
i’m in beast mode now like chicken p
my n-gga like to pop n-ggas up like beacon grease

- detwan love

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