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letra de love nique ii - e$p nique

[verse 1]
everything been going steady n-gga stayin’ ready
everything been copasetic, n-ggas chasin’ fetty
these ho’s get on my nerves cause all my women petty
but i be p-ssin’ b-tches off cause when they mad it’s s-xy
ok baby tell me how ya feel i’ma eat away your problems put that p-ssy on my grill
pull them panties to the side, you can stay up in yo heels
i’m the type of n-gga that’s gon’ keep you in yo feels
kiss and miss and l!ck ya neck like (woo)
get it to the crib or in the stu (hey)
take ya pick it’s what you wanna do
don’t talk to much lil baby make ya move
yeah, shawty point them toes up at the roof
d-ck game strong baby nique got the juice
talkin’ to yo friend heard her say that i’m the truth
man i talk big sh-t but i don’t follow what was [?]
i rip them sheets, i’m smashing i’m smackin’ them cheeks
that back get back i’m back to smashing these beats
i slag these streets they jackin’ i’m packin’ that heat
the f-ck you thought it ain’t no jackin’ on nique
keep it gangsta
shawty like that, keep on blowing up my sh-t and i won’t type back
get the memo baby i don’t like that
yeah i love it but i’m never finna wife that

[break]
(why don’t we, why don’t we, why don’t we)
keep asking them questions like we can’ fall in love and sh-t
sh-t crazy
[verse 2]
i tell you what i like, n-gga love that wild life
they just tryna’ f-ck because a n-gga keep his style right
other n-ggas cool, but to the air because they soundbite
they like smokin’ grams but i can put you on this pound life (woah)
let me put some flava’ on my flow
spit a 32 she tryna rip me out my clothes
crazy how i turn a loyal woman to a ho
it’s only for the kid, you hear the lyin? n-gga, no
yeah baby, i’m a roll ya like an l baby
just like mary jane i’m addicted to they smell baby
yeah baby, i’ma hit it like i care baby, grip ya by ya waist and get to pullin’ on yo hair baby
i love to f-ck i’m like a nympho, from the skinny lil’ b-tches to the thick ho’s
fat, fat, fat girls need love too, pretty and she cook h-ll i beat when i come through
my lil b-tch in the a that be whippin’ that good food, her friend ’round the way, she be gettin that wood too
her head a-1, but that p-ssy real good too
ho from the burbs that be f-ckin’ them hood dudes
why i can’t fall in love i ain’t with it
p-ssy got the wifi connected can’t forget it
grab the shovel before the game, shame to say lil’ mama dig it
every dollar prosper catch a blessing with this pimpin’

[outro]
(why don’t we, why don’t we why don’t we, fall in love)
i really ain’t got sh-t to say about it, these ho’s be askin’ these questions i can’t answer ’em
i don’t know why we can’t fall in love (why don’t we fall in love)
sh-t crazy man
(it’s so many reasons)
i got problems, i’m a dog man
i got issues

- ep nique

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