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letra de lofi lovestory ii - enjoyhell

(verse: enjoyh-ll)
too clean
just like ice cream
at the 7/11 we gone buy raspberry icees
supreme on my f-cking fit just like a hypebeast
how you rock designer and you don’t say you’re a hypebeast

shawty in my arms she listen closely to my heart
it’s only beating for you baby our connection makes the sparks
swear to god i’m boutta run it hit the ball out of the park
and every time i look at you baby girl you a work of art

yeah she a work of art
baby girl just like van gogh she light the night up with her stars
come on baby hold my hand i’ll take you places long and far
we can fly into the sky and intertwine each other’s hearts
sorry pretty baby i know i can be obnoxious
i just really f-cking love you think of you just like a goddess
we can chill in twilight town like she my xion i’m her roxas
ain’t n0body finna top this
she so sweet just like some chocolate

shawty be so soft just like some play-doh
chilling in the woods sipping on some f-ckin faygo
shawty she my angel
stoner with a halo
we be stacking pesos
finna get this bank roll
i do what she say so
take my pretty girl down to barbados
i gone keep on running up this game just like i’m made to
running up the charts
yeah she remming up my heart
shawty love is like my cars i gotta push for it to start

(hook: enjoyh-ll)
chilling on the porch and we playing wii sports
she my pretty baby got my mind all out of sorts
all i ever wanna do is just love you and be support
come along all on this journey i can take you different worlds
she that pretty girl i always see her in my dreams
i wanna hold her in my arms and take her places never seen
i swear to god that when i see her fall in love like 123
and i just wanna hold her hand because she’s everything to me (ay)
(verse 2: justc;ie)
lemme get it then
i got money on my wrist and my girl a 10
and i’m always feeling blue like a benjamin
and i know when shawty leave that she missing me
get that money stack it tall like a christmas tree
you know i’m the typa n-gga get your b-tch to leave
see the badge, p-ssy k!ller like officially
b-tches tryna solve my d-ck like a mystery

real n-gga i could never f-cking miss a hoe
shawty tryna kiss my d-ck like it’s mistletoe
bang when that pistol blow smoke
shooting at your lungs so you choke
if you talk on my gang i will make you a joke, that’s on ave
so don’t f-cking laugh, catch you lacking
pistol on my lap when i grab i’m attacking
real n-gga radar and your b-tch i am tracking
you talk down on ave then the back of that mac 10 be smacking

- enjoyhell

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