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letra de love songs (demo) - fivio foreign

[intro: luh kel]
i pull up to your crib every time i miss you
na, na, na
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
i pull up to your crib
yeah, yeah
i pull up to your

[chorus: ne-yo & fivio foreign]
can’t stop thinkin’ ’bout it, won’t stop thinkin’ ’bout it
every time i think about you
i just get mad at myself
’cause ain’t n0body else i can blame for the sh-t i do
and these d-mn love songs
follow me everywhere i go
so why can’t i turn off the radio?
why can’t i turn off the radio? (uh, yeah)
[verse 1: fivio foreign]
she got a different type of (uh)
she’ll make a n-gga want to wife (yeah)
prada blue, dior suit, white niker (uh)
i’m still on facetime with thе lifers (i am)
it’s iphones and the fеds in the rikers (uh)
shawty gon’ treat me like she need me (yeah)
and she met me takin’ liquor to the fi-gi (huh)
i got a girl, she got a man, we movin’ sneaky (uh)
we been drinkin’ all night now she gettin’ freaky deaky (uh)
and i hate it when she tell me she gon’ leave me (uh)
let me eat it again, i’m greedy (uh)
f-ckin’ her in the shower like mimi, shoot a p-rno on the phone and hook it up to the tv

[bridge: fivio foreign]
you gon’ get me answerin’ machine (huh)
girl, leave me alone, ’cause you’re nothin’ that i need
i won’t answer the phone

[verse 2: fivio foreign & ne-yo]
uh, yeah
we made a movie (uh)
she was a cutie (uh, yeah)
i remember how she use to make a gooey (uh)
yeah, i made a loopy (uh)
and she arguin’ when she drinkin’, 1942-ey (uh, look)
and her s-x was one of the best of (and her s-x was, yeah, huh)
i love it when she wanna dress up (uh, uh, ooh)
[verse 3: ne-yo, fivio foreign & both]
and it hurts, ’cause i’m all that is messed up (uh)
gave her some of my best of
money and possession, vvs’s and the necklace (next gift)
to the next gift to the next gift (reckless)
livin’ reckless with the next chick (i know)
so she decided to exit, i’m stressin’

[chorus: ne-yo]
i can’t stop thinkin’ ’bout it, won’t stop thinkin’ ’bout it
every time i think about you
i just get mad at myself
’cause ain’t n0body else i can blame for the sh-t i do
and these d-mn love songs
follow me everywhere i go
so why can’t i turn off the radio?
why can’t i turn off the radio?

[outro: luh kel]
i, to your crib everytime i miss you
and i love to hear your voice, sound like an instrumental
yeah, yeah
crib everytime i miss you
na, na, na
yeah, yeah
na, na, na
i, yeah, yeah

- fivio foreign

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